Well, I'm still alive. I had the most amazing hippie fest ever. I went to this folk music festival in NY with a bunch of my friends and we just got drunk, got high, and walked around barefoot for three days. It was awesome. I'm determined to leave my suburban life for something more...primative. I'm really disgruntled by having to come back to my life. Even the internet wasn't quite as exciting as I remembered. There was something so peaceful about looking up at the sky and seeing stars instead of the murky haze projected from the next town over. Hearing the air and the trees instead of traffic.
So I think I'm going to start a commune. Anyone want to join? Please don't drink poison. That's the first rule of my commune. No drinking poison. For serious.
So I think I'm going to start a commune. Anyone want to join? Please don't drink poison. That's the first rule of my commune. No drinking poison. For serious.
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Question: Will there be weed and free love at this commune? If the answer to both is yes, then I am so there!