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PTSD BEWARE!!! It was so fun at first, just laughing and giggling and then I went dark, talking about sad thoughts in my head. And then I had flashbacks for two solid hours.

This strain made me silly. I would come in the house giddy after, and then have exaggerated reactions like I was in a sitcom. The door closing would sound loud to me even if it’s not actually loud and I would tiptoe around shushing the cats. I’d have to prepare my space post-smoke because wherever I sat down or lie down is where I would be for the next 3 hours. I would snack on sweet and salty, drink tons of water for the dry mouth, and text a few people excessively because my impulse control was hard to command and 1 minute feels like 2 hours. The best was to sit in a massage chair because time was slowed to the point that I could appreciate every moment of the massage loosening my muscles. Directions became exceedingly complicated to complete because you forget what you’re doing and why and what you’re going to do next. Enhanced with eating Mango, I felt like I was melting through my bed and through the floor into the core of the earth.

This is such a balanced strain. It starts out mood elevating and then the relaxation starts creeping in, gradually getting more and more relaxed until it feels like you’re melting into a soft bed of marshmallows at the end of the night. I usually start off writing down a high-dea or two, sketching out graphs and experimental methods and labeled pictures of the solar system, and then I sink into relaxing, and I sink into a leisure activity. And then I lay on my bed and it feels like I’m melting like a puddle into the bed and then it feels like I’m one with the bed and Zzzzzzzzz…