My head feels like a frisbee; twice its normal size.
Feels like a football and someone's moved the goal posts.
Everything is slightly out of joint and weird;
disconnected. I had to hold onto the walls.
And we noticed that women, especially the hippy ladies,
started reacting differently. With your permission their
nipples get hard; they start dancing in a whole other
kind of way. Catching butterflies in the air. People get
goosepimples. They laugh, they cry at the same time. They
get horny and holy at the same time- you see them.
This one brought me down to my knees. I had to hold onto
the wall. My knees shaking, quivering. My head feels like
a frisbee.
