So… I tried pot brownies for the first time recently. I had enough for three different nights and decided to write down my thoughts on each night so I could remember what was going through my mind at the time.
Notes from Experience #1
“Deja Vu while you’re high.
I won’t remember this in the morning. My short term memory isn’t working.
The tv is talking about being high while I’m high. It’s freaking me out.
Heart flutters….world mutters….piercing sky…whistling in my ear.
I’ll remember this.
I panic because I almost forgot.
Every thought and thing seems important. I need to write it down.
My brain feels like there’s no gravity to hold it to Earth. It keeps floating up but my skull is keeping it prisoner like a ceiling does to a balloon.”
Notes from Experience #2
“My vagina is unraveling…Like a flower blooming…It’s warm.
I would have sex with Daniel Tosh.
Sex was really good tonight. I kept thinking it was a dream and I would never feel the orgasm but then I did.
Helium brain has returned.”
Notes from Experience #3
“Why hadn’t I realized before how cute Danny Pudi is?
The words I read won’t enter my brain. I have to read everything 3 times in order to remember.
With alcohol buzz, you slowly get foggier and foggier. Its a straight line leading up to the buzzed feeling.
With pot, everything feels fine and normal, then suddenly it spikes and you realize something weird is going on. Like suddenly time moves very slowly or you’ll get stuck on a thought but then you’re back to normal again. It goes up and down like a heartbeat.
My husband says the tip of his eyelids are on fire. They feel hot.
He says he gets cold when he blinks.
I find that funny.”
Closing thoughts: What have I learned about myself from this experiment? The first night I was so paranoid about forgetting anything that I couldn’t focus on anything else. The second night something apparently was happening in my lady parts. And the third night was all about debating pot versus alcohol. I know I’d never be able to function properly if this was a normal habit for me. My thoughts seem so important in that state and they obviously weren’t. Also, I have questionable taste in men when I’m high so that would lead to all sorts of trouble. I DID sleep like a baby on those nights though.
It was an interesting experience.