A Trip to the Other Side.

I'm not much of a drug user. Besides Vicodin or Ibuprofen for my knee, I typically don't resort to any type of drug. I've never enjoyed weed unless I have Dark Side of The Moon playing inside my house and I'm about to go to sleep. On Saturday, I was hanging out with a few friends who were making blunts and drinking. It was around 7 and it was a really boring Saturday. I was supposed to go to Spoke N Art but I didn't really care about it that much this time. After awhile, they put a movie on the projector. It was called "The 5000 Fingers of Dr. T"; some old Dr.Seuss flick from the 50's. A few of the blunts were being passed around so I was like, "Fuck it". Bad idea. Not being a chronic pot smoker, the drug took it's toll. I was so high, I couldn't move my neck to the point in which I thought it was going to snap off. My ears started ringing and after awhile, it felt like I fell into this pit of stars around me. I had lost recognition of where I was and who was next to me. Feeling sick to my stomach I closed my eyes. It was like being on that old acid trip. Losing control. Not knowing who you are. Out of a crack, I saw my friend's face. I told him "I feel sick". He asked me if I wanted water and of course I responded with a "yes". I saw him walk away and once again I fell into the daze. Noises. Flashing lights. The movie playing it's roller-skate dancing scenes. My friend came back with what appeared to be a massive jar of water. As soon as the first drop of water hit, I returned. I was just really high now. It was all good. I laid down in the floor. I checked my watch and it was 11. I began laughing and having a decent time. When the movie finished, I fell asleep. I woke up around 2, to find everyone else going to sleep. I was still high but good enough to go home. I grabbed my stuff and rolled on home. I was having time lapses but I was telling myself that I was good. I just had to get home. After a few red lights, stop signs and dark neighborhoods I was finally at square 1. I was glad to be in my bed, with my pillows and blanket. I learned a lesson. Never be under the influence when you don't feel comfortable. It will be a bad ride.