Friday 17th September 1993

Took speed AND dropped magic mushrooms. Talk about a dreamy, spacey time!! Eyes were like giant blacked out saucers, turning everything they landed on into operatic caricatures, dancing in my mildewing brain. Brilliant trip!! The house looked ten times bigger. I was sitting 4ft from the hearth fire and it seemed to swallow me. It felf huge, I could have sworn I was in a stately home. The rug was a marshmallow, sailing me into different levels of euphoria. I was utterly spaced out. Felt amazing. This is why I do drugs. I like to delve into other textures of my mind. I like turning the eagle into a swan sometimes. Pages in my head lit up like velvet chapters.