Cultivating pot in the trees in the tropics. Huge buds and continuous growth. Mess with beetles and stuff. It starts raining and a helicopter gunship comes and puts itself right above me. I try hiding but it’s too late. The guy takes me back after they unload a body. I talk to them before they leave.
Talk with drone family about cigars. Some guy gives me this huge cigar and I try to smoke it. He keeps talking and we talk about self life. One of the others gets a cheap one. We’re walking along Chagrin Blvd.
Surfing in my kayak, check out the waves from this side. The spirit says it’ll get me if I keep it up-the waves get thinner and taller.
My exciting life, this place