ever get lost and never find your way back?

Stormfront

Stormfront

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i did, it all started when i smoked my last nug of my home grown....btw all the grow tips were appreciated....i felt as though i couldnt smoke regular pot anymore, and i embarked on a quest for the perfect ganja, i ended up in ny, smoking headies with some rastafarians when i tried to return home i became lost an ended up in PA where i smoked the most disgusting weed i ever tasted, i tried getting back to NY immediately to lose the taste of that poison, instead i stopped in Patterson Jersey, and found a cousin with way too much hash to be using it for himself, i smoked a lot of hash, and tried again to return home, amazingly i ended up back in my neighborhood, but unfortunately its not the same, i hate my job, my friends are either locked up or missing, and for the first time in years i feel alone, i think i fell of the planet for awhile and now im back in a foreign place, that looks and smells and seems like home, but feels even less like home than the streets of PA NY and NJ combined, but anyway, im still smokin some hash i took for the trip, and even though things seems different im still lifted an lovin it!

sorry for the long winded story...maybe im back.
 
towelie...

towelie...

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Stormfront said:
i did, it all started when i smoked my last nug of my home grown....btw all the grow tips were appreciated....i felt as though i couldnt smoke regular pot anymore, and i embarked on a quest for the perfect ganja, i ended up in ny, smoking headies with some rastafarians when i tried to return home i became lost an ended up in PA where i smoked the most disgusting weed i ever tasted, i tried getting back to NY immediately to lose the taste of that poison, instead i stopped in Patterson Jersey, and found a cousin with way too much hash to be using it for himself, i smoked a lot of hash, and tried again to return home, amazingly i ended up back in my neighborhood, but unfortunately its not the same, i hate my job, my friends are either locked up or missing, and for the first time in years i feel alone, i think i fell of the planet for awhile and now im back in a foreign place, that looks and smells and seems like home, but feels even less like home than the streets of PA NY and NJ combined, but anyway, im still smokin some hash i took for the trip, and even though things seems different im still lifted an lovin it!

sorry for the long winded story...maybe im back.
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how long were you gone?
 
nashbar

nashbar

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i got lost in the canadian wilderness. trying to follow an old creek bed. we had a map and compass, no GPS, found our way back to the canoe.

we had food for another 2-3 days and plenty of weed and water. and i called it vacation.
 
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