Eileen Vorbach Collins on Oldster Magazine

The two burly security guards outside the pot shop my son took me to in San Francisco were amused by this white-haired woman. One said, "Don't worry little momma, your boy's gonna take care of you." I had to tell them, "You kids didn't invent this shit and this ain't my first rodeo." The guards were likely stoned because they found this very funny. Inside, the selection process with the sales person could have been a SNL skit. We chose some excellent, very mild products. But I too remember that clench-jawed paranoia. And I bet many of us remember watching the sunset from a rooftop and knowing we could fly if we just reached out a schooch further. So lthough it's tempting, and I loved this essay, I won't be resuming recreational use of psychelidelics. I'm very happy the research, on hiatus for decades, has been resumed. It's so promising.