I was 21. I got a freshly rolled joint from a friend at work after my shift. He just gave it to me because I had been talking about Bob Dylan and we got into talking about weed and I was saying how bad I wanted to try it. I sat in my car for about ten minutes just smelling the joint. It smelled so good.

So I got home and smoked the whole thing in my garage. I had never smoked anything before that so I kept thinking I was doing it wrong. I got higher than I have ever since. I knew when I started giggling like crazy over everythign that I was high. I went in the house and looked in a mirror - my eyes were beat red. I was totally fucked up. Living at home I was scared my mom would see me so I went for a walk and there was a baseball game going on. It seemed like a movie, but I started thinking about my dad who had died and was sitting in the stands crying. Then I was just smiling thinking deeply.

Great time!