Had a DMT delivery day a few weeks back and still haven't had at it yet. Been a bit wary of the swirlies due to lengthy separation from 'em, I suspect. Very odd sensation so it is. On the one hand I miss me swirls, on the other I kinda feel like I need a reason to scarf 'em. Think the wretched and manky state of me flat at the moment and a few related concerns may be the cause of hesitations. Needs me an excuse to get out in the sunshine or summat sometime soon methinks. Given I live about as far out into the sticks as a boy can get it's amazing how awkward it is to get out and see a bit of nature that ain't just some miserable bastard of a farmer's sheep field. "Get orf moi laaaand!!!" territory abounds 8)
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Whoa like your new avatar jancrow :D
Am originally from London, MSB. But mostly grew up in various places south of Brum but north of London - Midlands, Cotswolds and that. Last place I lived for any length of time was Oxfordshire. Am not much of a country boy really![]()
It'd be like big brother except we wouldn't have evictions, we'd have OD's.