Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Basking in the afterglow of another hugely successful acid session yesterday, this time with a couple of very old friends. High point of the evening was lying stretched out on a sofa under a blanket, lights turned off, log fire going, rain pissing down outside in the darkness, wrapped up in my own little uterine cocoon of acid, weed and single malt, listening to Can. Fucking perfect.