denver has legal weed, legal assisted-suicide, and now decriminalized psilocybin. looks like i need to go back

haven't been in the mindset, or mood, to make content. posting feels weird. on other platforms. here i'm just lazy. but elsewhere it just doesn't feel right

i have five vicodin pills that im rationing for those 'i really want to remove myself from like the world' moments. i think they're five-mg each, which isn't a lot. ten-mg is the largest dose i've taken, and that was with another type of opioid, so i'm using that memory as a gauge to what to do with these

i thought this girl was from cuba, but she's not. she said she was from canada

went to a book fair yesterday, which is exactly what book fairs were in elementary school but at a much larger scale. i didn't buy anything because i have enough to read in spanish as it is, and buying books in english didn't feel right. i can get them in the states. why would i waste checked bag weight on them. when i first walked in i was confused. it seemed like the initial space was used by the different provincial governments to highlight writers from their cities. i thought that was all at first but i followed some people, snaked through some tunnels and past concession stands to find there was another auditorium full of publishers and their collections. i spent more time here. i looked at some covers. saw that 'diary of a wimpy kid' is just 'diario de greg' and laughed. saw some girl i've never talked to from my uba class. we made eye contact i think, but it's not like that matters cause i kept walking. the booth with books in english was cool. saw a copy of 'the book of illusions' by paul auster. a lot of bestsellers too, which people crowded around. figured i wasn't going to find anything i would actually want though. i left and bought two avocados, which they call 'palta' here instead of 'aguacate', from some vendor in the subway station

they keep telling me its cold out and to take a jacket. it's never cold enough for a jacket

found a store called 'houston jeans' and laughed for a good minute