It’s so convenient now

My best acquaintance from middle school is named Lou.

Every one of us have stayed in touch over the years, despite the odds.

It’s extremely funny how that works, most of our friends stayed in town, & yet both of us slowly fell out of touch for no reason. Buck moved away, all the way to the Great White North, & yet both of us somehow still stayed close. Phone calls every once in a while, until Skype was invented, & after that, both of us started talking officially. Loudidn’t mind a quiet life in a truly VERY small town, because it had everything he felt he actually needed, including a cannabis dispensary within walking distance. I suddenly was intensely jealous of this, because down here both of us only have a tiny handful of dispensaries, & they are exclusively for prescription medical marijuana in this state. I would say that this state is actually a good several or five years from ever having recreational marijuana use legalized, so these dispensaries are literally good for nothing to me! Up there, Lou says he doesn’t even need a prescription, Lou can just walk into the cannabis dispensary & buy whatever he wants. What Lou can’t do, unfortunately, is ship cannabis down to me, it puts us both at risk, & Lou doesn’t want to risk her sweet little set up. Instead what I suppose I will do is go off and rent an automobile & drive to see him, & buy as much cannabis, CBD oil, & delicious edibles as I can afford to bring back with me. Who knows, once I fully experience living just down the block from a cannabis dispensary there’s a chance I may not want to ever come back down here.
Cannabis grower