It doesn’t take that much to make me happy.
And I think that’s actually a pretty good thing.
I’m for sure a cheap date. Shoot, a bottle of decent red, good company and a nice view is my kind of wonderful. So I keep it pretty basic when it comes to what makes life worth living. Add to the aforementioned date a nice puff or three on some good purple haze and I’m totally golden. So with that said, I really enjoy my mornings off starting with a trip to the cannabis cafe. That’s really my only full on, weekly luxury and I love it. It’s like get out of bed, shower, dress and out the door to the cannabis cafe. That first sip of whatever phenomenal blend I choose is like a precious few seconds that I savor like I’m dying. I work down about half that java while I decide which cannabis edible will be my prize for the morning. There is no loser on that menu. From the awesome pastries to the old school pot brownie, it’s all outstanding. And who doesn’t love a pot brownie first thing in the morning. But I just nibble because I’m pacing myself for whatever adventure awaits. I always have some options on those days but thanks to that yummy, recreational marijuana, I’m super open to spontaneous choices. I work really hard at a job that I enjoy. But it’s still a job. So my time at the cannabis cafe brings me the balance and perspective that makes me remember life is simple and good.