So.

Things change. The things that used to make a difference…..well….sometimes they make things worse.

When you get to the point where you have all the time in the world. It is….intoxicating. No limitations on your time. The world is your oyster.

I hate oysters, unless they are fried….and even then they really are like eating sea snot.

Moving on….

I have wandered the past year and a half like a drunken sailor on shore leave. No time constraints, just had to piddle around at something that paid me a modicum of pocket change. I have planned a Grande Promenade for 2022.

And then it went poof.

I have been struggling with anxiety for the past few months. Yeah. Months. To the point where to get out of the house and into the car has been a real struggle. And not just because of my size….

So. What do you do? You contact your Doctor, and you take a look at what you have been doing. What have you been drinking, smoking? And I started looking at my use of Pakalolo.

Pakalolo. Ganja. The biggest change in my world happened when I started vaping THC cartridges. I have always smoked with a pipe, but with vaping smoking was sooooo much easier. Unfortunately, when you are vaping weed, your are getting a larger dose than you would with a pipe.

That all being said….This old man had to take a break. I am two days into a week of abstinence.