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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