There’s true solace in the present. It fosters control, something grounded in intention, residing in the now. Smoking cannabis, however you choose, is just that. It’s a moment in time.

Our world is ever-changing, in ever-turmoil, and ever-stimulating. Remember the first time you smoked an overpriced 10 bag from a soda can and went ballistic in a candy isle? Or listened to Voodoo Chile with the iTunes equalizer after your first spliff? Well these moments have impact. They have clout. I think it’s called nostalgia. We need these to be human, to be kind, to be here.

As the world gets worse and society begins to draw back into its shell – ready to be reborn – we need time to consider and contemplate. We need friends, family. We need conversation, revolution, progression. We need perspective. And we need connection.

And that connection needs an ashtray.