After an accident at 16, I smoked weed to cope with extensive head trauma until my twenties. Then, in college, I discovered LSD. I did much better academically after I had tried it; do you want to see my transcripts? I was finally able to relax and actually focus, much like I had before the accident. My friends and I called it acid, and it felt like a gasp of fresh air after too long underwater. I was no longer stiff and rigid, at least for a while. One tab gave me up to seven hours to “trip”, which was nice – I could finally relax as I watched the room dance around me as I felt my empathy explode. I shed tears of awe at the enlightenment dawning upon me. I could feel my own mortality. Thick orange zigzags danced on the ceiling. Afterwards, I fell asleep.
For about two weeks after I tripped, there was a significant change in me, in my perception. My anxiety fully subsided, and I focused on the big picture with such clarity glass seemed opaque in comparison. Mentally, I felt better than I felt in years. I was easily able to plan out and perform necessary tasks much better than I had in the past.
Things We Forget 
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