Lessons in Self-Care From 2 Grams of Psilocybin

The clouded horizon grew vivid. My breathing deepened. The stream of thoughts faded until only awareness remained. I had come up.

45 minutes earlier, I’d eaten 2 grams of psilocybin mushrooms, commonly termed magic.

I’ve tripped before, but this time was different. No visuals. The sky, though bright and beautiful, refused to form its usual geometric patterns.

The world was crisp, and my mind felt unlike itself. It didn’t feel like anything at all. I was simply aware. More aware.

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