The Gateway Days

Published on by Susi Bocks
brown rock formation with chain
Mahdi Bafande – Unsplash

I remembered the couple next to us had a battle about whether they should drop acid. He decided to try it; she went to sit on the couch. We were young and stupid, though she wasn’t. Thankfully.

I was the first to hallucinate—a giant monster materializing before me. Immediately, I took cover, expecting a chase. The table ended up being the safe spot for us all; demons pursued the others as well.

What crazy times. But I would also count them as the best of times. We’d zone out for days. 

Who knew they were red flags for our future?

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl –
Wordle #524

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