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Sr. Verde
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Recently when I've been toking up I find myself thinking back to my childhood... Crazy vivid memories, memories that come back only when I'm high
I used to live on the East Coast, in Pennsylvania btw and I lived there practically all my life (except the last few years) and I grew up there
I miss the cheese steaks, the wawas, the people, the grass, the tall trees, the forrests, the hills, the shitty streets, the rain
I miss every single thing about it, even the bad aspects I miss...
I haven't been back in a year now... And I've never even smoked herb there
It will probably be next summer when I get back there... Or maybe I can ditch my family sometime this winter to go see my people back in PA and get ripped with them
When I go back all I want to do is pack like 8 joints on me and go drive around and hit up all the important places of my childhood
My old elementary school, my old middle school, my old high school, the woods in my neighborhood where I used to secretly smoke Black & Mild's, that lake right outside of town where me and my dad used to fish, this old gigantic park with trails and lakes... All these places of significance to my childhood seem like great places to light up, maybe it's not just coincidence
3,000+ miles away now and feeling every foot
Thought I'd share...
Anyone else have similar nostalgia satisfying experiences? Maybe even aforementioned experiences with herb involved?
I used to live on the East Coast, in Pennsylvania btw and I lived there practically all my life (except the last few years) and I grew up there
I miss the cheese steaks, the wawas, the people, the grass, the tall trees, the forrests, the hills, the shitty streets, the rain
I miss every single thing about it, even the bad aspects I miss...
I haven't been back in a year now... And I've never even smoked herb there
It will probably be next summer when I get back there... Or maybe I can ditch my family sometime this winter to go see my people back in PA and get ripped with them
When I go back all I want to do is pack like 8 joints on me and go drive around and hit up all the important places of my childhood
My old elementary school, my old middle school, my old high school, the woods in my neighborhood where I used to secretly smoke Black & Mild's, that lake right outside of town where me and my dad used to fish, this old gigantic park with trails and lakes... All these places of significance to my childhood seem like great places to light up, maybe it's not just coincidence
3,000+ miles away now and feeling every foot
Thought I'd share...
Anyone else have similar nostalgia satisfying experiences? Maybe even aforementioned experiences with herb involved?
