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fear of the high

one of my first experiences with weed was with a friend of mine on 111th and 7th ave in harlem. i was younger then i am now, inexperienced, and willing to let him take the lead. as most kids do, he bought weed from a dealer on his block, rolled up in the staircase of his building, and headed back into his house high and happy, ready to chill the best way introverts do: in front of the tv.

it didn’t take long for us to realize something was wrong.

although the recognizable high was there from my previous experiences, there was also a feeling of mechanically moving through time. each movement lingered as i forced my way into another. my joints seem to audibly crunch and grind as i attempted to elevated the growing symptoms. my vision rusted over, and i have a clear memory of this incident looking and feeling as if i had stepped into a nightmare of sepia tones. when i finally got home, i remember telling my grandmother that i had ate some bad food and she should watch me throughout the night to ensure i was still okay.

and that night was horrible. i imagined a world of rusty browns, filled with the sounds and sights of steampunk gears that were my limbs. the worse part was my heart beating. loud. persistent. in my ears and throughout my body. in this world curated by my intoxicated mine, two little men, banged on an anvil. taking turns to the sound of my heart, driving me insane.

i woke up the next day still feeling the effects. it was the last time i smoked in years.

fast forward to now.

i am an anxiety riddled adult with a psyche that tends to dwell on the negative. i’ve found that weed, even though i am still fearful of it, helps to take some -  if not all - of it away. in my experiments with infusions i have found combinations of marijuana that have settled racing thoughts enough to allow me to reevaluate my self talk if it spirals down one of the darker lanes of my subconscious. 

honestly, the only gateway weed has open for me are the ones i’ve put up against myself over the years. 

and i’m okay with that. 

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making our way to colorado

as we patiently wait for the east coast to catch up to the west in terms of its marijuana laws, we’re (the boy and i) interested in learning how other states have managed to have recreational cannabis laws without the drug related consequences that our parents taught us come with the use of weed. the “gateway drug” adage has been embedded into our minds although we know that marijuana has done much more good than harm. 

the only way to really know how these states have been effected is to visit and take in weed culture for what its worth. in my mind, i imagine bustling towns filled to the brim with people of all ages, muddling around with glazed happy looks on their faces and insatiable appetites seeking solace in 420 friendly cafes, scarfing down infused pastries and reminiscing on other times they got high in public. this could be a dream, or a nightmare, depending on who you speak to.

let me step back a second.

my name is dot. i’m a borderline millennial (front or back end, i may let you know later) and i make infused foods. i also think it’s important to mention that i am scared of being high. because of this fear, i’ve found myself where i am today, carefully dosing out infused treats and meals to others who may be a bit skittish when it comes to the either acclaimed or criticized herb. i find that infusions gradually introduce folks into the feeling of being high, especially if they’re dosed properly. the slow ride has enormous healing properties without the bogged down feeling of “what have i done!!”  i want to share this with others, especially those like me who may be too anxious of the high.

back to legal states. although i may not be an intermediate user, ineptly equipped in the art of dapping or concentrates, i respect the culture of weed too much to make poorly backed assumptions about rec legal states based on socially indoctrinating programs such as D.A.R.E. (i’m dating myself).

so its off to the east coast we go rather soon.

by the way, welcome to edible dots.