Out Front Strain of the Month: Headband
By Anna Biscay
I took way too big a hit. I’d just cleaned my bowl after roughly 4,000 years and almost sucked the entire nugget of Headband into my face.
(Tokers know the feels.) It’d been weeks since I’d last smoked, so I knew I was in for some weird after the coughing fit let up.
“The-e-e-e-ere it goes,” I remember saying as I plopped down on the couch. The familiar shift of a changing headspace lit up the mush between my ears and relaxed my shoulders. Then a neat sensation of warmth settled in at my temples and I cocked my head, wondering if I was really feeling that. I think I froze in this position for the length of a sitcom, which means four seconds in pot time. My roommate, not big on cannabis, had apparently asked me something. She leaned in and made more sound, pressing enough to signify annoyance.
“The remote?” I echoed back. She wanted the remote. Yes. Get her the remote. Done.
I grabbed the blanket from the arm of the couch slowly, too slowly, and drew my body into a ball, wrapping myself in a cocoon. Oh no.
The words coming from the TV wouldn’t catch in my brain and I was having a hard time connecting to the present space and time, like I was watching through a pinhole in another dimension. I was way too high. (Awesome.)
After the awkward phase (which was totally my fault) calmed down, a more manageable reality settled lightly around me like a warm, welcome mist. My lids, heavy to protect me from the harshness of a noisy, garish sitcom, gradually made their way down to the intersection of “Are you sleeping?” and “No, no. I’m still watching.” (But of course I was sleeping.)
So this month, I raise my bowl to the folks at Good Chemistry and bow in reverence to their kickass strain of Headband, yes indeed.
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