Life just hasn’t been the same every since I quit smoking weed. It seems as though trying to clear my head and attempting to uncloud my thoughts has opened my eyes to a world that has in a way spiraled out of control. Imagination and creativity has been replaced with worry and fear about tomorrow as I hope to make it through another day. If you’re reading this please understand that none of what I’m saying here comes from depression or out of sadness…Well not entirely, see I’m not depressed or sad or even lonely myself or should I say for myself, but I rather for the world, a world that itself is becoming more and more each day depressed and sad with little flashes of happiness. Rare is the good news, too often the news is bad. Each day that passes a new form or “Terror” strikes randomly across our country, that not too long ago we only witnessed happening in other parts of the world. What has become of us, of our society? Why is it that I now feel as though I have to do something, w...
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