Day 53

I want to do mushrooms. I've never done mushrooms, but I want to give them a try.  

From the little research that I've done, mushrooms - those that contain psilocybin - can make you feel connected to the universe and are purported to be a natural anti-depressant. The big advantage over Big Pharma products is that you only have to take mushrooms once and the anti-depressive effect can last for several months.  And it's all natural. Sign me up. I'll be sure to pack a bag from my "trip"...

Speaking of trips, I booked another one over the weekend. I'm going skiing in Colorado at the end of the month (February) with some fraternity brothers. It's been 20 years since I last strapped skis to my feet. I hope it's like riding a bicycle and that the muscles will quickly remember how it works. I am a bit worried though. Since my motorcycle accident (in 2019), my foot will cramp up if I'm on it too long or put it under a lot of strain. Not sure how well it's going to hold up on the slopes. I'll just have to roll the dice and see what happens. Regardless, it will be good to get together with the guys. I haven't seen any of them since the last time we all skied together. I'm looking forward to catching up, seeing how everyone is doing and hearing about their lives. 

After I get done skiing, I fly to Arizona to catch up with Dawn and  two very close friends (Mark & Kip) who moved to Tucson a couple of years ago. Dawn is flying to Tucson the same day I leave for Colorado. It will be fun to see where Mark and Kip live. This is the first time we will visit them since they moved to Arizona. I'm sure that we will go on a hike or 2 and, weather permitting, maybe take dip in the pool. The last time Dawn and I were in Arizona was 1997. It just so happens that we also were in Tucson that time. I remember almost nothing about it though. Too long ago. And my long term memory is terrible. 

I can remember some things but not many vivid details. The other day, my brother described to me what happened at the end of an NFL game. He remembered all the details of the game and of that play. The kicker is that it was from a playoff game held in 1988! I'm sure that I also watched the game, but I don't remember anything about it. Nothing.  Most of my past is like that: I either remember only a few minor details or have no memory of past events at all.   I wonder if these are early warning signs of dementia, or Alzheimers? I hope not but I'm not ruling out the possibility. It's a morbid thought, but I'm just playing the percentages given that it seems like an overwhelming percentage of geriatrics are subject to some type of debilitating cognitive decline. Given that my luck of late this seems like a good bet. Either that or throat cancer. 

Maybe if I can score some 'shrooms, I won't care what happens. Here's hoping!

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