I get why people do drugs.
On day two of meditation, and it is so so so hard to get out of my head.
Not to mention, true creative thought.
People who are able to tap into a state of creative flow are indistinguishable from people under the influence.
We were running down the street, snow and ice, negative temperatures. Throwing each other around, you lead (as in the metal) me blind, I carried you. I said people would think we were on drugs and you said, “yeah but the really awesome thing is, we’re not”.
I crave awareness and authenticity and I think I finally know the first step in looking for it.
Something is crystallizing. Here we go 2018.