I read this after seeing the link on a blog I love. Mrs. Moon's blog itself is a pretty good antidote to depression, but for those of you who are adventurous, there might be something new coming down the pike.
Chances for LSD and mushrooms presented themselves to me back in the day. Unfortunately, I'd already had some experience hallucinating on morphine in the hospital. Think bloodbath. The blood rising from the floor like someone had turned on a tap in a bathtub. Blood dripping from the ceiling and running down the walls. Who needs more of that?
I'll have to find other ways of "letting my senses run free." Maybe if the doors of perception could be cracked open, the sky would always look like the way it did tonight as I walked home from the train.