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Working in a coffee shop is tiresome even though customers are few and far in between. After a normal day at work, I slowly made my way back to my apartment.

I locked my doors shut and got naked. I went inside for a shower. The water was cold. It made me wake up slightly. I came out and ate my dinner. Two packets of ramen didn't cost me much but it filled me up pretty easily.

Marijuana has been decriminalised recently and as a man in my twenties trying it out at least once was on my bucket list.

I messaged someone I knew had the stuff with him and he was reluctant to give me some.

I really didn't know whether he did this for some extra bucks or whether something else was involved but after some more talking he made his way to my apartment.

The deal was set, the money was paid and the stuff was mine.

I closed my door and took a deep breath. The internet had plenty of stories on how drugs ruined lives. I believed I was different. I have never been addicted to anything. I always have stopped myself before reaching my tipping point whether it was smoking, drinking or video games.

With all that thought out and feeling confident, I took out my box of matches. I lit up my blunt and took a puff and held it in. I took two more puffs before I started feeling high.

About ten minutes in, I suddenly felt like my mind, body and soul were splitting apart. I felt like my senses were enhanced. I could accurately feel the tiny bit of heat the blunt was letting out, smell the tiny bits of ramen seasoning I spilled. Suddenly, everything went white. I could no longer feel my body nor could sense the floor beneath me. when my eyes or mind adjusted to this blinding light, I saw two more of me. It felt weird because I was constantly changing my perspective. I didn't know how long it lasted but at some point it felt like I was being fused together. The infinite white all around was no longer there.

All I could see was a mismatch of colors as if an artist had spilled his watercolour onto a pure white canvas.

I finally started feeling whole again after god knows how long but I still couldn't feel my apartment floor. The colors started to blend to this vigorous shade of smog that felt like it had a life of its own.

Three eyes were all I could see before everything went black. I remember waking up feeling like everything that happened was just a dream just was weirdly influenced by the drugs i had consumed.

I brushed my teeth and was ready some more ramen when I noticed that I felt wildly energetic. I felt the need to exercise and subconsciously felt that using it to improve my physique was necessary.