Welcome to the house of ket. You won’t know why you’re here, or what here even means, but rest assured, someone somewhere sees this. And that someone is you, just somewhere else.
It's a strange drug, and the k hole is a strange place. Limbs heavy, body light. Hands on face feel a thousand miles away. The darkness of my eyelids illuminates the back of my mind with a bright white light. Physicality is an abstract notion, and this is just a simple fact. How good it feels to escape my body. So good I clamour for the next line before the last one has sunk.
It's a lovely dangerous feeling, and like all good things it is fresh. And no comedown. Perfect.