Happy Earth Day.
Very happy to say that my own little patch of earth is doing well, the twins have settled in fine. Its great. Not that I'm entirely comfortable with it, of course. What with it being illegal and all. But I can't deny all the myriad of positive feelings I have about it. Daft hippy shit like having a relationship with growing things. Nurturing something that can never be violent towards me. I saw a book on Amazon about the benefits of marijuana and it brought to mind the good stuff. The sudden sensations of being in my body, how its aching from tension and needs stretching, exercise and care. That mental motivation to get shit done. To tackle mess bit by bit, taking lots of breaks and deal with it. That feeling of being able to know myself and love me. Of course, there is always going to be a part of me that disapproves. The 'drugs are bad' part, that wishes I didn't want it, didn't need it, to...