Xan, Keeper of the greater Niagara bog.: So I was doing the outside camper chores because I feel slightly less like shit, and I was back in my smoking spot, inhaling the Lord's good grass, and the new camper neighbors heard me moving around, guy must have been 85, didn't see me, wandered back saw me and started the old fart ramble

So I was doing the outside camper chores because I feel slightly less like shit, and I was back in my smoking spot, inhaling the Lord's good grass, and the new camper neighbors heard me moving around, guy must have been 85, didn't see me, wandered back saw me and started the old fart ramble

and my nervous system went into high gear because an adult saw me smoking. In a state where it is legal, cannabis I had legally bought. My anxiety went "Oh shit we're in trouble!" like I was 14 and standing near my friend smoking a cigarette.

I managed to convince part of my brain to do the "Hello fellow human." and then finished smoking, but my heart rate is elevated.

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