I like to smoke, but I have always grown my own stuff.
I live way out on the far reaches of farming country, and out here you need to see to your own needs.
If you want some fresh meat, you need to get your rifle and go hunting for it. If you want a water supply, you dig a well. If you want power, you need a generator, because the power lines don’t run this far out. So being a teenager who wanted to smoke, I just grew my own marijuna plants, and that was all I knew. After my first trip to a real cannabis dispensary, my entire view of the world has been turned on its side. When your options are limited, you just go with what you have, so I grew any cannabis seeds I got ahold of, regardless of what kind they were. At the cannabis dispensary there are literally 200 kinds of marijuana (give or take, I didn’t actually count them). There are pipes and bongs, there are edible candies infused with THC, and entire lines of something called CBD oil, and I don’t even know what that is. It was amazing to see that amount of variety in one place, but on the other hand I froze when it came time to pick which cannabis I wanted. How could a person choose from that many kinds of marijuana? The budtender was very cool, and talked about the different kinds of cannabis, but ultimately I just wanted a bag of pot to get high on, and nothing else mattered.