Like can I just jump in my boat and go? Do I have to alert any authority about my trip? What are the chances the coast guard boards my boat to search it? How do you find a marina in Mexico? Do I have to alert the Mexican government of my trip? I assume I need a passport.
This is to settle a very polite heated discussion between my partner and I. Where neither of us know what we’re talking about.
I misread “marina” and thought you were asking about where to find marijuana in Mexico.
The most casually planned smuggling operation in history there.
Funny story about me and weed, or would it be weed and I? Anyway, I started smoking weed when I was 12. Since then I have done every drug that has been available to me. I enjoyed most of them. The only one that got me was heroin.
So, after over a decade of heroin abuse. Then around 5 years of methadone. I finally got off the methadone, and I find that I can’t get fucked ip any more. But not because of what your probably thinking.
I got off opiates. I smoked some weed. It makes me paranoid. I drank some beer I kinda got drunk, but mainly it just made me feel like shit. I hate stimulants. So things like coke or crack or meth are a no go. I even grew my own mushrooms, but they gave me a headache. I’m not going back to opiates.
I’m involuntarily sober and it fucken sucks. I’m an insob. Hehehe
It’s likely because you’ve hammered your dopamine receptors for so long, they can barely get a signal anymore.
You are unfortunately probably correct. I find myself having trouble finding “happiness” in life. So, that makes me seek out pleasure. Which is just a fancy way of saying I’m a hobby whore.
I got into lock picking for a while. It really does feel good to hear and feel those tumblers click. I went about as far as I could without devoting serious time and effort for minimal gains.
Now, I’m fishing. I don’t live in Mississippi, but I do live in Alabama. It’s pretty warm here year round. I try to go fishing at least twice a week. I don’t sport fish. Which means that if a catch a fish too big or too small I let it go. Otherwise I keep and eat it.
Plus it has the added benefit of getting my fat ass out the house. There are several water ways close by. I just put all my stuff in a backpack. Grab a machete. Hike through the woods to a spot where no one can find me, and fish. It’s awesome.
Not trying to tell you to go do drugs or anything, but you could try some other classical psychedelics or even some of the novel ones.
The weed of today is not the same as the weed you tried 15 years ago. That shit is so potent that I don’t see how you can actually enjoy it anymore.
I think I am going to try micro dosing mushrooms again. I really enjoyed that. Like I looked forward to the day I got to take them because all day I just felt happy. The reason I stopped is because I get really bad migraines and that seemed to make them happen more frequently. But I just got a new treatment for that, and it seems to be working. Plus I’ve got some mycelium on petri dishes that are screaming for some moist grain. I’ve just been too apathetic, and I just got this new treatment like last week. So, I’ll give that another go.
