One of the loaded consequences that come with dabbling in the cosmos is the next day you feel like the gods plucked you out of your bed in the middle of the night and dipped you, ever so slowly, into a deep puddle of solvent or…
I want to get lost in a supermarket again. And not like the fun “I am tripping so hard that I can’t find my way out sort of “lost”. The lost I speak of is to be truly fucking disoriented and terrified. I want to…
