Nov 28, 2018·1 min read
Does it matter whether it was the weed?
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.
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…
Erika Anne Sauter
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