I guess I’m entirely through with not being able to make time for the thing that entirely matter to me.
I don’t mean to sound as though I’m whining although I guess taking a bit of our time back for myself and others is in order.
And to do that, I’m planning trips to the cannabis dispensary at least twice a month. Since recreational marijuana was legalized, I’m always meaning to stop and see what the local cannabis dispensary is entirely all about. Back in the morning, I easily smoke our fair share of sativa and indica strains. I was entirely pretty into cannabis and the strange benefits I found from using cannabis. That was a time in our life that also happened to be a lot more balanced. I had our work and I had our life. Then I had a family and everything sort of took on a life of its own. That didn’t leave a lot of time for the finer points of enjoying the latest in hybrid strains. Instead, it seems as though I’m running all the time. And when I have a hour to myself, it’s time to go to bed and then do it all over again. Well, I’m not doing it anymore and I’m committed to being a official at the local cannabis spot. That doesn’t mean that I’ll be burning down all the time. But I dang sure can make a few hours a month to catch a buzz or shop for the latest in current cannabis strains. Besides, our life could use a severe dose of mellow about now.