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Time doesn't stretch or disappear anymore. A 30-minute task actually takes 30 minutes. Magic!

I used to swear my Golden Retriever was looking at me with deep, existential disappointment every time I lit up. I thought he knew the secrets of the universe and was keeping them from me. Now that I'...

I forgot that dreams existed. Now that I’ve quit, my brain is overcompensating. Last night I dreamt I was a CEO of a company that sold hats to dolphins. It was more vivid than any 420-induced "revelat...

Friend told joke, I fake laughed high. Two days sober, remembered it — genuine belly laugh alone in house. Comedy on delay no more.

I spent 40 minutes last night just... watching the microwave. But here’s the kicker: I wasn’t high, so I actually realized it wasn’t plugged in after 30 seconds. In the past, I would have waited until...

Can talk for hours without needing a gallon of water. My tongue thanks me daily.

I keep patting my pockets like my stash is a car key. My sleep is improving, but the dreams are wild. Thanks for being a safe place to be honest.

I forgot that dreams existed. Now that I’ve quit, my brain is overcompensating. Last night I dreamt I was a CEO of a company that sold hats to dolphins. It was more vivid than any 420-induced "revelat...

I forgot that dreams existed. Now that I’ve quit, my brain is overcompensating. Last night I dreamt I was a CEO of a company that sold hats to dolphins. It was more vivid than any 420-induced "revelat...

Always remember where I parked my car now. No more wandering parking lots like a lost soul. GPS thanks me.

I looked at my old "stoner recipes" notebook today. I had written down "Bread dipped in orange juice" like it was a Michelin-star discovery. Being sober means I actually use my stove for things other ...

High me walking home: every boda is undercover cop, every shadow is thief. Sober me: strolling peacefully, greeting watchmen, enjoying cool breeze. Night walks are therapy now.

I forgot that dreams existed. Now that I’ve quit, my brain is overcompensating. Last night I dreamt I was a CEO of a company that sold hats to dolphins. It was more vivid than any 420-induced "revelat...

I forgot that dreams existed. Now that I’ve quit, my brain is overcompensating. Last night I dreamt I was a CEO of a company that sold hats to dolphins. It was more vivid than any 420-induced "revelat...

I keep patting my pockets like my stash is a car key. I’m noticing emotions I used to numb, and it’s uncomfortable but real. One day at a time. Today is enough.