Life is an experience, unfortunately experience loses its flavor when you're constantly in it. Forcing me to leave the experience once a month, a need that allows me not to become too much a part of the world, this need to detach myself from the world. As if I were leaving the video game we were in, allowing me to see the game not as a player inside the game but outside it, allowing me to see how strange and extraordinary it is to be alive here. This detaches me from reality, but at the same time holds me to it much more, because it allows me to accept this life and even find pleasure in playing the game of life, finding nature, people and the whole world magnificent. I have the impression that time passes much more quickly and that, despite my very changeable mood during the day, life is much more beautiful than it was before taking psychedelics. What do you think? people in the same situation?