That's a balmy load of questions. But what I wrote was pretty balmy too, so who knows!
Um. No fudge, no licorice. It was more like, oh, oh, lilac! That's what the flower was. And I didn't feel like I was in a cave, more like I was spread out over everything in the world and it was me.
Welsh Green green, but not the adolescent scales, more like the scales of a dam just before she's about to lay? I think that's it, it's hard to remember. It tasted like the green of a really good herbal tea. (Not like the tea. Just like the color of the tea.)
No shapes. Sparks -- I don't remember, not really. I was trying very hard to concentrate on what I was feeling, because you told us both how important it was, but I think we got a bit distracted somewhere in there. I'm sorry.
This is going to wear off, right? Only I have afternoon shift tomorrow and if I show up like this, someone'll lock me in the shed and tell me to sleep it off.
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Um. No fudge, no licorice. It was more like, oh, oh, lilac! That's what the flower was. And I didn't feel like I was in a cave, more like I was spread out over everything in the world and it was me.
Welsh Green green, but not the adolescent scales, more like the scales of a dam just before she's about to lay? I think that's it, it's hard to remember. It tasted like the green of a really good herbal tea. (Not like the tea. Just like the color of the tea.)
No shapes. Sparks -- I don't remember, not really. I was trying very hard to concentrate on what I was feeling, because you told us both how important it was, but I think we got a bit distracted somewhere in there. I'm sorry.
This is going to wear off, right? Only I have afternoon shift tomorrow and if I show up like this, someone'll lock me in the shed and tell me to sleep it off.