Words of Weedsdom: A memoir about smoking pot, self-discovery, and existentialism

I had become the princess and the pea, feeling even the smallest sensations, and everything seemed to slow down around me. I was aware of everything, and every sound, smell, and movement triggered my consciousness like a factory hard-wired for efficiency. I was detached from reality, yet still in possession of my every thought and movement . . . This is what it was to be high.As an introverted millennial growing up in the nineties, being a child of divorce and mental illness made Cee D beli...