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Today whilst furiously cleaning out of boredom, I used the time to reflect back to five years ago: the day before Thanksgiving.
Picture it: it’s 2015 and it’s 5 degrees outside and the day I decided it was time to drop 
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I arrive at my former corporate job and a coworker offered me a couple of tabs. Thinking, “Well why not I don’t have to work tomorrow. I’ll try it tonight!”
It’s around 10 pm and I have left work, and took the two tabs. I get to my favorite bar to meet up with friends. Naturally, it’s packed. I patiently wait in line to order a drink and an acquaintance approaches me. I greet her, it’s been much too long.
As we’re catching up, I look down and I see the floor moving. I look up and see the fruit sitting atop the bar moving. We’re only acquaintances so I decide to keep it to myself I just casually dropped acid at a bar. The floor also looked like this:
After quietly freaking out, I step outside to smoke a cigarette. Friends start arriving one by one, telling them what’s up. It was impossible to drink anything that isn’t https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="💧" title="Tröpfchen" aria-label="Emoji: Tröpfchen">It’s insanely crowded so we decide to hop on over to a different bar. Now here’s where it really kicks in.
Ran into more friends and as I looked at their faces some people looked really scary and like they were sweating bullets. Later I figured it was mostly people I didn’t know very well and/or skeptical of. They seriously looked like zombies.
We go upstairs and sit down and shortly after, a man holding two pitchers of beer starts belligerently yelling and tossing the beer around.
BOOM! the table gets turned and I’m now wearing one of the pitchers on my right leg. I run down close to the door to get some air.
BOOM! the table gets turned and I’m now wearing one of the pitchers on my right leg. I run down close to the door to get some air.
The next thing I know, the same man tried to hug my best friend to which man 2 tried to choke man 1. Man 1 gets pushed out of the bar by a large group of people he was trying to stab with whatever ballpoint pen he found.
CUE FREAKOUT! We decided to head back to the original spot to dance to some sweet tunes. Still a little rattled, trying not to look in the mirror. And then, Billie Jean comes on and in the middle of the dance floor I start crying because I was so happy.
Eventually it was time to go home and sleep definitely wasn’t going to happen so I put on a movie I thought would be comforting.
Obviously not a “feel good” film but the soundtrack is so perfect and easy on the ears. The next day for a chill come down, I made a giant bowl of homemade mac & cheese for Friendsgiving.
There wasn’t any point in this I just miss making questionable decisions and meeting up with friends.
