She’s the companion you never knew you needed. Maybe, a manifestation of the companion you always wanted.
Weed, becomes a friend, when you least expect it, and can insidiously affect your life. Usually warming. Often calming. Embracing. Uplifting-smiling. Maryjane is at her best. She’s the star. She’s the heat. She’s the driver. You’re in the second seat.
Intense, memoir, neo-noir, shifting of the shapes.
Music plays, relax the gaze, you’re in another phase.
Oh Maryjane,
how deep are your thorns these days..?
The Addiction Paradox 