I argument bad news with excessive cannabis

The legend is that when an ostrich gets scared it buries its head in the sand.

This is to illustrate how stupid this bird is, because it believes since I cannot see the predator, the predator can’t see it either, and of course this isn’t exactly true, it’s just a myth that people choose to believe, personally I don’t suppose an ostrich can possibly be that stupid and continue to exist.

Me, on the other hand, I am really that stupid. When I get some bad news in life, the first thing I do is turn to cannabis. Smoking marijuana is my equivalent to burying my head in the sand, and the worse the news, the higher I get. I don’t want to bum myself out right now and get into the particulars of my new dilemma, even though I have been in a week-long cannabis binge. I have been trying to keep myself nice and high from dusk till dawn. I light a bowl of cannabis after I get out of bed, to have with my coffee. I smoke marijuana throughout the day, as I do my work assignments and my home chores. In the evening I take a long walk, have a shower, and then bring out the water bong to undoubtedly get drastic about using cannabis for mind obliteration, but everyone has their favorite way to smoke cannabis, but for me a tall glass bong filled with water and ice cubes is the best, a few bowls later and the cannabis carries me gently off to dreamland, so I can hide my head in the sand and avoid my concerns for another day.
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