When you don't worry about how you're going to sneak drugs into the next rave, because nobody could find such little strips of paper!
When, after a trip involving just barely saving your own life, you wonder "why didn't I just let myself die to see what happens?" (Salvia)
When you go on diatribes about the inanity of DMT regulation and scheduling.
When you regularly have to stand up to shake the rainbows off your clothes.
When you've lost your shoes, your shirt, your cell phone, and your mind, all in one night.
When your friends have a drug combination named after you ("Zambia flipping")
When you've celebrated Simón Bolívar Day.
When acid becomes a "background drug."
When you have a really bad trip your first time eating a drug, but want to do it again because you wonder, "is it always like that?" (Datura)
When you've finally learned that anything is possible.