I'm pretty new to smoking grass.

So I smoked once or twice in the past, but never really liked it. Last month a girl I knew at the time helped me get properly high for the first real time. I have been smoking a pretty good bit this past month, and have smoked every day the past week. 

I seriously never thought I would like it as much as I do. I guess I always had a bit of a preconceived notion about grass, and about the people who did it. After talking with that girl, let's call her Katherine, about this I came to the realization that my big hang up (that's not the proper word but good enough) about grass was not based on grass itself, but on the people I used to know when I was younger who smoked. See basically I knew some real jack asses, and it was them being assholes that bothered me, the grass was just on the side. I suppose it's a lot like the difference between hanging out with a friend who is fun to be around and having a couple drinks, than spending time with a mean drunk, alcoholic. 

Well anyway, I never really enjoyed it until recently. I am a bit surprised at myself for smoking every day this week, but I definitely couldn't do this all the time. Like all day every day. I like getting out of the house too much, and I don't smoke much elsewhere. I don't like the idea of smoking with a bunch of people, and have only done it three people so far. 

Most of the time at first I smoked with Katherine. I didn't want to alone, and she was fun to be around. We talked a lot, colored with crayons, and had some really interesting conversations. Unfortunately some of those conversations were about how we couldn't be friends, since we were once dating, and the sexual tension was too high or whatever. That's a whole other post for later maybe. 

So what is this all about? Well I guess I am still trying to understand myself better. I was so opposed to grass at one point, now I quite enjoy it, and while I don't see myself being high all the time. I like feeling it, but I also like feeling clear.

I don't always think and write about grass. Many of my outlooks on life have changed recently, and I'm sure I'll write about them later. Pot is just on my brain right now, I guess because it's also in my brain right now :)