• Agent641@lemmy.world
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    18 hours ago

    I was snowboarding and staying at a hostel on the mountain. A man with a broken ankle who walked with the aid of a staff, we called him Moses, gave me a bag of shrooms, which I ate. A tinder date responded, so I went to meet her, but she was staying in a very fancy resort lodge which was a 20 minute hike up the mountain. Upon getting there she introduced me to her family. I remind you, this is a tinder date first meeting. There was music and dancing and quite suddenly I was far too high to exist in normal spacetime, so I said in a grave voice “I have to go now” and just left. The 20 minute walk back to the hostel in the cold and dark snow was the longest 90 minutes of my life, I had never been as high on mushrooms as I was that dark august night. I genuinely believed that if I fell in the snow I would not be able to get up. Eventually I made it back to the hostel where I was sharing a room with 3 very drunk Russians I’d just met, and I promptly did a week’s worth of shits in 15 minutes in the adjoining bathroom, and spent the rest of the night clinging to the bunk bed and trying to to fall off the Earth.