P journal entry july 8th

Today's a rather miserable day but I figured I'd write anyway. The
day before yesterday I had a terrible mushroom trip. I'd never tried
mushrooms before and it just blew my mind. You could say I went
temporarily psychotic. I saw rainbows circles everywhere. I was lying
next to Van Gogh's starry night and I saw it distort into various
shapes. The part that was really bad though was that I went through all
these delusions. You could say I went temporarily psychotic. I had to
face some really hard issues for me. I had to realize the fact that my
not fitting into society marginalizes me. From the point of being
marginalized, you're soon treated like a crimminal. I felt like they
were after me. I could hear helicopters flying around the house.
Anyway, the last days have been trying to recover from that. Before
that, I was feeling very at home and comfortable with my life. I was
really enjoying life. I've been enjoying life lately. I had a really
good iced caramel Machiatto at Starbucks not too long ago. The other
day, I had a huge mexican dinner and a large margarita. I just did it
by myself. I just did it and thought about my life. It's really these
small adventures that define us.