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That One Weird Thing I Still Can’t Explain
The strangest things always happen when you’re tripping
A few years ago, I witnessed something so utterly bizarre on the road that I still don’t understand it. Nobody believes me, even though I had a witness who was just as weirded out as I was. And while said witness may have been under the influence of mushrooms, I was sober and had no excuse.
A former boyfriend and I were hiking about an hour’s drive away from home. He wanted to take some mushrooms and I agreed to drive us back, as I didn’t feel like tripping. We enjoyed the afternoon and he topped up his light dose with a few extra grams before we left the park and headed back. Truthfully, I was a little uncomfortable driving his vehicle, a large truck that had a bad turning radius and took up a lot of space on narrow country back roads. But I hid my unease, careful not to ruin his trip with negative vibes.
I still didn’t know how weird things were about to get.
After spending some time on a two-lane gravel highway with no shoulder, I was relieved to see we were getting close to the freeway. But before I could enter the on-ramp, a red car seemingly came out of nowhere and swerved in front of us. I slammed on the brakes, now trying to hide my fury at the reckless person…
