I am sitting in the back of a Cadillac. There are two people in the front, and two people in the back with me. There is a joint going around. It comes to me. I inhale on it just long enough for the next person not to get suspicious. I did not even get so much as a buzz off of it. Oh well, I can look forward to the next round.

The driver takes a right, a left, and another right. We are suddenly in a fast food line. I have money, no one else does. I reluctantly agree to purchase the meal. The next ten minutes everyone satisfies his or her munchies. A small mirror is handed back towards me from the female in the front seat. A nice little line just for me on it. It disappears faster than a batch of biscuits on a table surrounded by homeless people. I pass the mirror along to the next junkie. I acquire as to how I get more of the yummy nose-burning ingredients of my own. Two twenty dollar bills later I have my own stash. Along with the weed that I got from another source, I have plenty of entertainment for at least the next 24 to 48 hours. The Cadillac continues down the streets of Marble Falls, TX. Partying what the only thing to do.

The captain of the vehicle has set a course for a county back road to smoke two more joints. I decide to roll one of my own and throw it into the mix. My brain is relaxed as I puff on my fatty before passing it to the right. My heart on the other hand is going a mile a minute do to the line I did earlier. What a grand old time. Everything seemed to go by so slow, yet so fast at the same time. It is hard to explain, but, well maybe you have experienced what it is I am explaining. I look at everyone in the car on the other side of my Fo Bans (fake Ray Bans). Everyone in the car is young, 30 or below. Yet everyone looks so tired, so worn. The eyes, you can tell in the eyes. A user will wear sunglasses to prevent a “normie” from noticing the dilated, red, or exhausted looking eyes. The joints were smoked up, and discarded in the ashtray at the front of the 1991 Cadillac Deville. I rolled down my window so as to light a cigarette. I held it between my lips as I felt the wind run threw my hair. The two next to me started kissing. I ignored it. The captain flipped thru the stations, not finding anything worthy of his attention.