Weed’s Music

I used to smoke and it wasn't anything crazy but I would do it casually. Like anybody else, I thought smoking increased your ability to listen to music and enjoy certain sensations. That was my thing, listening to music and being high. It helped me imagine things better as I heard the beats and I could play scenarios in my head all day. I will have to come back and write about those scenarios. Anyways, this was literally one of my favorite things to do; I miss it. But I don't smoke anymore and that's for the best, so it will just be an experience I'm not going to get back. Listening to music now is not as enjoyable for me.

My definition of listening to music had changed, music became weed. I needed it to really get into a song. After not smoking, I observed that listening to music was like listening to someone stretch a blackboard with their finger nails. It didn't matter how good the song was I just wasn't interested, I needed to feel apogee first to enjoy the music. I needed the sensation that made me feel like I was on waves. So altogether I stopped listening to music, it became a chore to listen to music. I had to recollect a time when I was able to listen to music without being high, and trace my steps back to it. It's been a couple of years and music is sounding better to me. I can enjoy it without expecting to feel some type of unexplainable sensation. I didn't need my head to be light to absorb it anymore. But to be honest, nothing can ever replace the way I felt listening to music while high. But I know it's for the best. Honestly, I do not want anything to be attached to weed like that again. My music shouldn’t have a mediator.

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