I have to keep away from the damn owl pictures.
When I was younger, I think around 14 or 15, I took a tab of LSD. I partnered with up my best friend for fun, and we disobeyed one of the biggest rules. Get a spotter to take care of you.
What followed was a night of sheer terror. I remember running through the forest outside my house, and hearing fucking owls.
They scared the piss out of me. Looking at one just brings back the memory, at times.
Yog, you are one cool motherfucka.
One day this child shall learn the beauty of life.
Thanks for being there for me, man.