I’m so fortunate to live in the same town as my best friend.
That wasn’t consistently the case. Every one of us met making pot brownies at a celebration in university. And the two of us were appreciate siblings immediately. That sort of bond that never variations & only evolves. Through raising families, careers & curveballs from life, we’ve reMained friends. And now the two of us get to appreciate a cannabis cafe together after all this time. Believe it or not, the two of us both intentionally chose to retire in the same town. Both of our partner were on board as well. Of course, the two of us picked a state where recreational marijuana is legal, then now that our teenagers are grown & doing their thing, the two of us can get back to that passion for marijuana that the two of us had when the two of us were young & in university. Only now, the two of us get to do it legally & without fear of repercussions from the law or professionally. And since we’re retired, we’re able to mind our own schedule. So whenever I get a text that says “treats”, I guess that a cannabis cafe trip is in the offing. Every one of us get by this appealing cannabis cafe at least 2 or 3 times a week. They have divine coffee & just the best outdoor seating spot ever. Every one of us get our extra immense coffee & chop a yummy cannabis edible. It’s just about perfect. And the irony was not lost on us when the two of us spotted the pot brownies they sell at the cannabis cafe. Every one of us tried a single & had to confess that they were better than the a singles the two of us once made.