Does it matter whether it was the weed? | by Rob Marchant | Medium

Rob Marchant

Nov 28, 2018·1 min read

Seeing this photo now makes me wonder if we were ever truly happy together or if it were only due to the weed we smoked that night. I was 22 at the time and it would unknowingly be our last reunion before I began to bury my sibling…

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Rob Marchant

I write about psychology, philosophy, and society. Also a part-time moose masseuse. Hit me up if you need me to de-knot your elk.

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I write about psychology, philosophy, and society. Also a part-time moose masseuse. Hit me up if you need me to de-knot your elk.