November 3, 2021, I was high playing Animal Crossing. Going around, doing some terraforming. I had some new ideas that I wanted to put in place, and this was the time to do it—happily stoned.
Here is a note I wrote to myself (I keep a journal on my phone for when I’m super high so I don’t forget creative ideas or funny things I want to remember later because my brain is coming up with too much and I don’t want it to get lost). For context, I didn’t realize how awful my ponytail would look once the hard hat went on. It was regret.
The tag was so I could find it later. I’m glad I added it because so often I reference this now.
So here I am tonight, having an anxiety attack because I’ve been forgetting my meds, twirling my hair and biting my lip I decide to get my meds and stuff to try to calm myself down. I happen to look up at my partner’s screen. His game library is up. This is there.
WHY IS THAT THE SAME DAMN GUY I DESCRIBED THREE YEARS AGO?! Dave has a new hobby, I see.