On the Amtrak train did a big fat line of k in the bathroom, hurried back to my seat, listening to a podcast of an interview between Terance McKenna and Allan Watts. They are talking about the mystical experience and then this Chinese couple enter my lair and the man sits in an open chair across from me and I ask the woman if she'd like me to move my things so she can have the seat by me. I normally would have automatically just moved it without asking but I was blasting into orbit while this was happening, and I forgot what the custom was. She says no thank you. So I leave my things there but I sense the Chinese couple are talking about my seat. I have no idea what they are saying to each other. I begin to wonder if I am being rude by not just grabbing my things, so I start to grab my things and she walks towards me and says, Okay, thank you". And we are just three people hurtling through space trying to figure out what the fuck is happening, me high as fuck, blasted off into outer space and we don't speak the same language. This was exactly the experience the Universe wanted me to have