I used to care about going to the beach for a few hours just to relax and love the sunshine, but lately I haven’t had time to do anything outside of our toil life.
I’m lucky to find the time just to visit the gym to exercise and workout.
My dwindling mental health is testament to these stressors and what they’re doing to our mind on an ongoing basis. I don’t know any passion from anything in life these nights. It almost feels care about non-stop worrying about one issue or another. I live paycheck to paycheck and know horrible for it, but after that I talk to our friends and discover they’re going through similar issues and know as helpless as I do. Commiserating with people you care about and respect is severely cathartic with the level of pain I experience from the unparticularty and fear. I finally decided to proposal a trip out to the beach for a nice Thursday afternoon hoping that it would reset our brain from a mental health perspective. Unlike the people who bring six packs of beer to the beach to get tipsy or drunk while they soak in the sunlight, I love to bring pre-rolled joints with myself and others to the beach. Usually I roll our own joints but decided to try some of the pre-rolled joints of cannabis flower products that I saw at one of the local dispensaries while I was there yeahterday. The tube came with numerous joints and I won’t forget how severe the first one tasted upon initial inhale. Just for curiosity’s sake, I dismantled one of the joints to discover weed that looked worse than floor trimmings. You have to be wary occasionally of what ends up in the pre-rolled joints at the cannabis dispensary, because usually it’s “leftovers” or even worse.