AV rears its ugly head again.
Just when I thought I was done with thoughts of smoking ever again...
Road trip to see family. My brother is a heavy smoker.
He's not smoking when he offers me a toke. Knee jerk reaction was No Thanks.
Then I went into his bedroom where he keeps his stash. A rather large smelly stash. I breathed deep, taking in the aroma. I smelled deeply again and started to think. I had plans to go for a long walk with my camera that evening (he lives in a gorgeous city) and I thought "wouldn't it be fun to photograph stoned?"
This thought process took way longer than it should have.
Then I pulled out my tool bag. I remembered how awful I felt the last time I picked up after a long abstinence. I wouldn't enjoy it the way I think I would and that I needed to stop romanticizing.
I had a beautiful 2 1/2 hour long stroll at sunset...sober. And happy for it.
Stay vigilant, my friends. You never know...