The Stars ========== Something I Don't Normally Tell People Probably since I kept my weed-smoking a secret for an entire two years when I first started, I never really share what I was "doing" that whole time ...... Every night, except sad days when it would rain, I would make sure the stars were bright enough to smoke a joint to. I smoked a joint, while looking up at the stars in a very pitch black, starry sky, with no light pollution (I would always turn off all the lights so I could see them better). One joint a night. For one year. Then it escalated, and I remember one of those nights .... I blew a cloud-smoke of a salvia infused joint at the American flag and laughed. I used to blast music loudly out my window so I could hear it outside. At top volume. At 2 A.M. I would stand outside my window, and get high to the inside-noise. The stars above me. It was in the field in front of my house. I sat on a rock. I remember smoking with a unique friend once, a guy named Iz. We drank red wine and smoked a few bowls, while looking up. He had the same sense of amazement I did, and it felt so good to share that feeling of interest in the unknown with someone I didn't even know. BLS