I miss how free I felt while under the influence.
Carefree for hours on end, not a stress in the world.
My perception of the world changed, changed into a fairy tail.
Magic became real. Colors became so bright a beautiful.
Beautiful songs made in my head. Slowly fading.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
took the long one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
My friend forced me into a twitter…and I don’t understand it…