Today has been one of the best. Each new day is something different and cool, provided that I make it so. In other words, new experiences don't just come my way; one has to go after them. Today I took mushrooms for the first time in my life. By eating chips and salsa with mushroom on top (thanks Josh!) they went down pretty smooth. I didn't feel anything at first and after chilling for about an hour, decided to go for a walk. It is an absolutely gorgeous day out and has been for three days now, a rarity here. I strolled along the canal and came to a point where I had to decide whether to take the normal way home, or the route that I kinda knew the way, but wasn't too sure. Naturally I went with the road less traveled, and soon enough a gravel walkway alongside the beautiful canal curved in front of me, following the bends of the water underneath massive and ancient trees that dug their roots into the banks. Still feeling nothing, I sat down on a bench way up at the top of the bank and put on The Shins, which is a great feel-good band. From my seat, I had a great view of the opposite side of the canal, and I could watch everyone skipping along with their merry lives. A slight body high started to creep up on me, but at more than a hour I was partially frustrated that nothing more had happened yet. But the amazing weather and The Shins wouldn't let me not enjoy the day so I walked a bit more and sit down an even more picturesque bench. The same body high was still with me, but I could find myself into the music more and more. A couple of times I had to stop myself from outwardly moving to it, but the music was within me, trying to get out. I walked a bit more, all the while finding new views of this great town while the sun sweetly shone through the leaves, making patterns across the path. About half way home I realized that I was feeling it good (it just crept up on me) but that it wasn't anything heavy or trippy. I just felt incredibly happy, almost giddy. All I could think about was that I was in love with life...simple. I thanked God and whatever was around me that I was in existence, that I was able to see this day, and furthermore that I was enjoying this specific time in this specific place. It didn't matter me that I was just one zillionith of whatever this planet is made up of: I'm just happy to be a part of it.

So fast-forward to me typing this all. My mood is almost totally dependent on the tone of the music. As soon as it stops, I stop...but if it gets up and goes, I get up and go for it. I'm convinced that if someone watched me through the window they would think I'm an absolute nut, bobbing my head in all directions and grinning like an idiot. My face hurts from smiling so much, and I know people in the street must think I'm either insane or just a retard (prolly both!) for passing them with such a crazy smile. I'm going for another walk, maybe to show you what I saw earlier.

Shit though, in just an hour the sky has gotten all cloudy. Welcome to Holland. Well just imagine blue skies.