Alarm goes off. You throw off the covers, stretch, and wipe the drool off your cheek. A hint of indole. Time to start another day and begin the routine.
It's dark, but a pale dawn light stains the corners of the room a gloomy yellow. You find your bearings and stumble toward the window, parting the blinds to examine the light.
Surprise! Everything that was has vanished; gently hidden deep beneath a blanket of white. It's soft, silent, insulating, and you know intuitively that it extends far and wide.
Delicious excitement. Everything's closed, no one's expecting you. You can do anything you want now.
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DMT Benzoate flakes falling through water.
It's dark, but a pale dawn light stains the corners of the room a gloomy yellow. You find your bearings and stumble toward the window, parting the blinds to examine the light.
Surprise! Everything that was has vanished; gently hidden deep beneath a blanket of white. It's soft, silent, insulating, and you know intuitively that it extends far and wide.
Delicious excitement. Everything's closed, no one's expecting you. You can do anything you want now.
View attachment IMG_0858.mp4
DMT Benzoate flakes falling through water.
