Nearing freedom.... son about to turn 21...
My son, my youngest, my only son, will be turning 21 on Thursday. I remember the drama that went into having him, the genetic tests that said he might have some kind of slight issue, his mother's desire to abort him and my fight to keep him. It tore us apart, and while we split apart for other reasons, it's still something that pushed me away from her.
So here he is, almost 21, and I told him about my intentions tonight, that when I become incapacitated, he and his sisters should feel free and without guilt to tie me down, and put me wherever they think I belong. I trust them completely.
I also informed him of my desire to do as many drugs as possible when I get old (not that I didn't use them in my youth, or right now even.) I mentioned pot, LSD and heroin.
"Why not DMT?" he asked.
"DMT? What is that?"
"Oh, it's a hard core psychedelic. I vaped it a few weeks back and it's pretty cool."
"Okay, I'll take that as well..."
"And what about psilocybin"
"You mean 'shrooms?'
"Oh, definitely, but only if my stomach can handle it."
I was comforted knowing my kids will be responsible.