So I did a deep clean on my apartment today, and misplaced a bag of weed. I was distraught because that was my last bag of weed. I have been having some serious anxiety issues this week, so today was the day I needed it most.

After tearing my apartment to shreds, I suddenly remembered that I have two emergency weed stashes, so I had to try to channel my stoned thought process, because hiding/ stashing weed while sober makes too much sense.

It took me two hours to remember that my bedpost has a "secret" compartment, and my vibrators' "treasure chest" has a pocket in the front where I used to keep batteries.

I don't know if I should be impressed with stoned me, or annoyed at sober me🤔

Oh and I found the bag of weed I misplaced. My dumbass almost threw it away 🙄