I once ate a whole edible brownie. Let's just say I had an existential crisis, I was freaking out for absolutely no reason, time slowed and an hour felt like half a day, I cried my eyes out, and I went to bed at like 6 pm to try to make it go away. The next morning some of paranoia lingered. Yep, never again.

A few months ago, I made a huge professional decision and it's been increasingly haunting me as of late in my dreams. It's at a point where if I'm not dreaming about it everyday, then it's certainly every other day. The funny thing is that I'm fine with my decision, but I don't care much for the comments others have made. Family, friends, and colleagues have given their input and I wish they would leave me the hell alone because doubts have started to creep up on me, but it wasn't exactly a decision I could hide and of course, word travels fast.

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That's awesome! Edibles don't do anything for me, maybe cause I'm a big guy I dunno.

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As long as you're fine with it and you're not hurting anyone along the way...it is YOUR life...live it.

i lost a shirt i liked one day and i never saw it again. it was one of my favorites too, which sucked.

No matter how many times I deny it, realistically speaking, I'm quite dramatic. I blame it on the fact that I'm Hispanic though, so when I become passionate about something, it's simply in my nature and it's something that can't be helped. You're gonna cut me off in traffic? Prepare to be hunted down. Honestly, I wasn't like this in the past, but people change, and now the world has to deal with me. Oh well.