It was worthwhile participating in Shroom Fest.

I laid in my hammock in la sierrezuela and drifted in and out of a light sleep, intermittently being woken by my own voice telling me things: First, that I should continue with this journey despite being told to stop by the doctor lady. Second, was about being more patient with how inertia effects change. Third, I spoke to myself about fear being a poor indicator of danger.


Peace,

kowalski