"It’s 4:20 until it’s 4:30." And that man was me.
…that I was getting pulled over for drunk driving. But I was driving a bed down the interstate while looking at pictures of my newborn baby sister on my laptop, so the bottles of booze in my pockets were the least of my worries. Then later my sister called me on a landline here in Germany saying that she needed to buy me donuts. This was after I had woken up in a bedroom that was not mine and everyone in my dorm refused to acknowledge that anything was out of the ordinary, or that I was even there at all.