Journaling

Last night on my plane back from the midwest (don’t want to be more specific lest the man start following me) I was sitting next to a very pretty, very sweet-smelling young lady who was writing in her journal.  Of course I snuck a glance.  The entry opened with the following: “Smoke weed.  Whoever said not to?  They’re mistaken.”

Happy belated 4/20.

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