Since there seems to be an interest on the sleeping medication of Ambien. Actors, politicians, and potential criminals that have jeopardized their careers while taking this medication. You have anecdotal evidence of compulsive eating, incoherent poems, radical ideals, and racism. I’ll explore what happens to me now. I have been taking Ambien (non-recreationally for 7–8 years now). I’m not doing this recreationally. I haven’t been sleeping for the past several days (7 hours in 4 days), and I want to show others the progression of the medication before I fall asleep. I have also relapsed because at this point I haven’t had taken Ambien in 3–4 weeks.
1:24 AM: I just took two 10mg Ambien, 1mini bottle of ciroc, and an edible (edibles help me sleep as well)
Currently nothing has kicked in. I’m laying on my bed with the dimness of the computer at the lowest, and pushing it away so I hope I sleep.
5 min passes
my coordination and vision are the first to take effect.
by this point I’m stumbling around, my eyes and images in the room look more “sharp” similar to PSD, or “structure” filter in IG
I’m at the point where I’m jumping on my bed like a complete goof
1:43 PM: The edible hasn’t kicked in yet, so now I’m smoking weed, by this point I am so incredibly high that nothing is really making any sense. My words seem to be moving. I have music on.
It appears that the words are moving left to right and to the beat of : Tame Temple — Feels like I can go backwards
I am completely high at this point. The monitor is shifting in different direction. I can sense there’s a disorganization of the music to the “stillness” of the monitor. How would we solve this problem?
I Found — Amber Run just began: The song is absolutely beautiful. I missed you more than I thought I would. I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be ,right in front of me. TALK SOME SENSE TO ME. It’s like we are writing up a castle. It’s insane becase i finally realized that the paraograh on this page is 100% perpendicular to the knuckles of my hand,
These words, iit’s like a world. I can see the I found holding in so tight to pull Amber, but Amber Run. [sidenote: my entire monitor is moving AND I view medium in a 3 dimensional space. The 2n -> n lines want it to end, but as we keep talking they become more and more irrelevant , so they sing these songs on our podium waiting to bring us back, but we can’t. We need to make progress and as we keep working like how these keys are typing, We need to make all that progress to watch words/concepts are item of the history. They are relicts Because they are relics, we stat present and forget about her. It’s time to move forward. Should I call her? I don’t know. I miss her. Probably not
“Ambien loves all my ex girlfriends”
Didn’t call any of them, because they already blocked me when i took ambien last time
shit word templates are like boats.