a child. This is my round-trip ticket from the grey, melancholy environment that I find myself trapped in.
mind as I slip farther and farther into disorientation and euphoria.
occasional mushroom trip. The psychedelic effects take me to mesmerizing places I never knew existed.
if I am sitting in a waiting room, letting time pass by until I am able to escape to my personal utopia.
gifted from the gods themselves.
as I’m afraid he is the only one who can explain my current state of being.