Dear Mom,
Today I first tried psychedelics.
Not telling you which ones, because you will immediately surface up everything about their bad effects.
Not that I cared, but still.
What I realized is, though. We’re all afraid of change. We almost confuse it with death. Leaving your small cozy house for a sea vacation was a disaster when you last did it. You simply longed for home. Same for jobs, hobbies, partners. Changes suck.
But I met Death there. We chatted a bit. You know, this small talk that reveals more about the person than their manifestos? Well, Death ain’t that bad. They just bring change and watch the consequences. Meat turns rot turns dust turns grass turns meat.
So I have two pieces of news for you:
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