Today, as I do every year, is when I sit down and reflect a bit on life, the universe, and everything, being that this is my “birthday”: the 7th anniversary of my first time using medicinal cannabis, which changed my life permanently for the better, and effectively the day I became Old Hippie online.
Over the past year, I’ve managed to get a bit more introverted for some reason. When I reread last year’s birthday post, I can barely even recognize I wrote it (to be fair, my publisher/webmaster strongly encouraged me to say something about our successes).
I’m going to admit something here. I’m not totally happy with my life right now. Even though I seem to have cured my depression, and I’m in reasonably good health and all that, finishing the book I’ve been writing for most of those 7 years has still eluded me. I’ve been making progress, but nowhere near as quickly as I should or would like. This unfinished business is stopping me from doing a lot of other things, and sadly it’s also affected my writing articles here on Beyond Chronic.
Felicity has been very patient with me through this ordeal (especially having finished her portion of the book several years ago!), and I know if I announce a publication date it will put too much pressure on me. So I’m taking a middle road, and announcing that this damn book will be finished this year, no matter what! This is the year our book must be finished anyway, because it marks exactly 80 years since “marihuana” was made illegal, and 50 years since I started using it. And now there’s plenty of scientific evidence to support medical marijuana, as well as 30 out of 50 states!