Yesterday I took an eighth of a tab. I was lying on my bed with my eyes closed and my hands folded across my chest. I had turned on the speakers before I laid down and was listening to some classical music, Strauss, I think. It was so beautiful and I was seeing great visuals with my eyes closed and all together coming into the peak of the trip, I thought. For some reason, I don’t remember why, I opened my eyes and got up.

When I walked over to the stereo system, it wasn’t on. My first thought was, what the heck? I thought I turned this on. And my second thought was, well that’s odd, what symphony have I been listening to this whole time then? That I’ve been enjoying so much. And I realized, it was my dishwasher! The only other noise happening in my apartment. I either had forgotten to turn on the stereo or it had shut off on its own at some point and I was laying on my bed and hearing such a beautiful sound coming from the mechanics and the splashing of water and dishes.