I can relate to the OP only in the sense that I have built an unbelievable tolerance to thc in the last few months. Like, smoke a dank joint to myself and be a little stoned for 45 minutes kind of tolerance.
BUT with the exception of my first time smoking, when I started out (like the first 20 or so times I would estimate) I actually did get to the point where, looking back, the effects were pretty psychedelic.
Like looking at my friends and thinking how they looked like clay-mation characters, and the rest of the room was that weird card board looking stuff they use for the backgrounds. And thinking that we were all in a mickey mouse cartoon when we were all really just standing and smoking a joint, and I was the jackass standing there laughing his ass off and acting like steamboat willy. That's just a taste. Hardcore shifts in perception imo
And euphoria. Oh baby it was euphoric the first few times...

And eating was so new and exciting. Ate a whole box of vanilla wafers and pretty much splooged in my pants...
But now, yes, I agree it's no big deal for me to light up a spliff and go about my day

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