Last night I had a quiet evening at home. I had a 10mg Sour Strawberry Sativa gummie and two Old Fashioneds. My Frenchie Rufus was lying next to me on the sofa, and I watched several episodes of 30 Rock and listened to some jazz. It was the perfect evening. I didn't need to pile anything else on in the mentality of "more will make it more fun." No going out to a bar, hunting online for sex, or being around loud people. It was just me in my space doing my thing.
Describing last night to a friend I told him I've reached the "Age of Contentment" where my "enough" if truly enough. It feels good to be aware enough to recognize being in that space, and knowing enough to know to appreciate it.
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