I sort of feel like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon when the first wave of warm weather comes around each March. Each winter I retreat inside, speak to people rarely, and spend more time inside my head. Once there's a day that's sunny my energy returns and being social is once again something I can do.
Skateboarding back from a park while listening to !ATTENTION!, during a dry 15 degree night, having just smoked a joint is the meaning of life. I can recognize that sounds dramatic and dumb after the fact, but please know that it was something I wholeheartedly believed in the moment.
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