I Smoked Too Much Weed For My Own Good

Ahit of weed is sounding really good right now. I had a long day. Boring, mostly, sitting for six hours straight in a workshop listening, when really I wanted to be writing or working — something to make me feel productive. Then I had to spend time nagging my teens about schoolwork. To top that off, my husband and I had a spat while we walked the dogs, and we’re fine now, but still. It was a day of low grade stressors in a painfully slow progression. I’m not depressed, at least not today, but I long to feel better. I want more than fine; I want good. If it was six months ago, I’d be writing this high. I’d have taken that toke or nibbled that edible. And I’d have regretted it almost immediately. <a href="https://medium.com/ellemeno/i-smoked-too-much-weed-for-my-own-good-7633d5328bd9">Read More</a>