Summer of Shrooms
Posted by Eric Welch on Apr 10th 2025
“Ahhhh…”
I wake up in a cold sweat, head pounding like a bass drum in a tunnel. Vision’s shot—no glasses, no contacts. I’m blind, confused, and feel trapped in my basement apartment, two very different worlds pressing in.
The more that I got into the arts, the more I felt at peace. It felt right.The deeper I got into black market cannabis, the more I felt
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