Preparing for a psychedelic journey

When I was 19, I took mushrooms for the first time in a Carl’s Jr parking lot. I didn’t do it to explore ideas, exactly. I did it partly out of peer pressure, and partly out of a youthful sense of fuck it, let’s see what this does. At the time, I had heard that they made the brain bleed, but I was young and immortal. It was a cold night, and I remember piling into a friend’s tiny pickup truck cab bound for San Francisco. We turned on the heat, and it felt magical on my skin. Is this it, or does heat always feel good when I’m cold? We mused about what might be or what might not be an effect of the mushrooms until we had parked and wandered into Golden Gate Park. <a href="https://pondering-skeptic.medium.com/preparing-for-a-psychedelic-journey-357d3dc47886">Click Here</a>