The Highness
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I've met hundreds of stoners in my life, and almost every single one of them has said they prefer to smoke with others, as opposed to smoking alone.
I'm just the opposite. Maybe it's because deep down I'm essentially a loner, but I prefer to smoke alone, just me and a fat bowl.
Most stoners I've known have thought that kind of weird. They like to get high and shoot the breeze with their homies, making each other laugh and even think about deep stuff every now and then. There are times when that's enjoyable to me, but mostly I like to blaze up, then work on my writing, which has always been a solitary task for me.
I'm sure many things contribute to my "loner" status. Even before I ever thought about smoking weed, I spent most of my time alone in my room, reading, playing video games, listening to music, or watching TV. I guess smoking alone is a natural extension of that.
If life has taught me one thing, it's that I don't play well with others. The number one descriptive word people would use for me is "asshole." I'm silent and laid back for the most part, but can be blunt, pardon the pun, when I'm pushed too far. Even when really high, I've been known to pop off at the mouth, letting my size (6'4, 270) back me up.
A psychiatrist would say that I have a need to control others, getting the upper hand on them before they have a chance to hurt me emotionally, a defense mechanism, if you will.
In layman's terms, it's known as "being a dick." But the bottom line is, people get on my nerves. People are bossy, annoying, pushy, and judgemental. These are things I prefer to avoid, especially when high.
How about you? Do you prefer smoking alone or with buds?
The best memories, if trying to recall the most enjoyable times I have gotten stoned, would most definitly be times spent alone. Memories like like walking up a mountain trail and smoking near the summit, or just climbing out in the middle of the night and getting on top of the roof of the building. I have fond memories of particular times I climbed ontop different roof tops of buildings I was staying; its very nice to sitt balancing on the top and look out over the sleeping night city. Forgetting yourself and even forgetting that you are sitting there because you just smoked, getting lost in your own thoughts. I think this is part of why I have enjoyed smoking alone the most, the ability to complete emerge yourself into your own surroundings and thoughts. There are alot of crude people in this world. My bullshit tolerence have seems to almost dissapear; I control my own reaction towards others well now a days but inside my head it can bother me a great deal. I realise that I am by essence a lone wolf. There are many crude people in this world, indeed. Smoking with friends can be convienent for pratical matters, and doing certain activites or seeing others reactions is something that can be fun when you first start smoking. But essentially, my best memories of times smoking weed is time spent alone.