Feb 03, 2007 21:48
Beautiful night and a bit of pot.
It was Chase's plan and really, he had no reason beyond wanting to do it. Some things just needed to be done once in life, so he took the rolled joint outside under the stars with a blanket and lay himself down by the path, peering up through the foliage and puffing away quietly, one arm supporting his head, and his legs crossed.
He'd be lying if he said it didn't affect him in a good way, relaxing his body and his mind, making him forget any worries and just allowing him to enjoy the night.
And okay, so the pot went right to his head and he had a content smile on his face as he searched out constellations and familiar sights. Grinning, he took a long drag, peering up through the leaves and feeling the wind on his face.
Nights could be a lot worse spent.
[Dr. Chase is Dr. High. Come share.]
the doctor,
maureen johnson,
dr. rob chase