Bumped into an old friend at the dispensary

Back then we all just smoked dirt weed, because no one had any idea where to find quality cannabis.

Buds and buddies age in very different ways. An old bud dries up, loses its potency, eventually turns to that fine green powder called shake. An old buddy never dries up, though, no matter how longer the friendship lies dormant. Recently I connected with a guy I used to be super tight with back in school. After graduation life pulled us in different directions, for the better part of 20 years, and only recently did we rekindle that old friendship. It’s funny how things repeat themselves, as if time has a loop to it, because I ran into Kenny in line at the cannabis dispensary. This is funny, because I first met Kenny in sophomore year of high school as we were both waiting in line to buy cannabis from a mutual friend. Back then we all just smoked dirt weed, because no one had any idea where to find quality cannabis. We made do with what we could, and in the process of buying marijuana Kenny and I became pretty good pals. All these years later, circumstances are very different, recreational marijuana use is legal, and we meet again just like the first time! We had a good laugh about it, and then we did what we did the first time, sit in the car out front and smoke cannabis until the whole car was hot boxed. Since then, Kenny and I are getting together fairly regularly, and smoking copious amounts of cannabis while listening a lot of the same old vinyl records we did when we were teens.

 

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