My Weed and I

If you ask me, I think it is remarkable that this character smoked his last weed in the morning of the same day that he gave his life to Christ, thirty one years ago.
Shouldn't there have been some withdrawal symptoms? Shouldn't there have been a battle with the urge to smoke again?
With the finality of a divorce, it was clean break. Unusual.
What happened?

MY WEED AND I is a story about the search for joy.
It talks about the bliss of weed, but it doesn't stop there. It tells of this joy that is truly indescribable.

There is a joy that makes you positively speechless yet your mouth is full of pleasant words.
There is a joy that comes in sweetly and remains permanently within you; joy that defies danger and adversity; joy that laughs at depression.
Indeed, it transcends the orchestration of externals like dubious drinks and destructive drugs.