Off my face on tea

Dearests,

Gather round my loves! It’s story time with Leonie!

So… I’ve never taken illicit substances before, including cannabis.

I’ve always sort of felt like my brain is already a bit wonky in its own glorious way, and I don’t want to mess with the miracles of that chemistry.

But sometimes in my encroaching middle age I wonder if I should try cannabis just to know, you know?

And then yesterday.

A day like yesterday happens.

I never drink coffee usually. And I stick to a fairly strict caffeine limit of just one cup of tea per day. COULD YOU EVEN IMAGINE THIS PERSONALITY ON CAFFEINE?

But yesterday I went WILD.

I had THREE cups of tea.

And loves… it.did.not.go.well.

After I downed that third cup… I was BUZZING. My hands started shaking, my face felt like it was falling off and I couldn’t read my book anymore. I was at my beloved River Read and I told them I was going to “shop my caffeine shakes out” and I did precisely that, all while talking faster than I’ve ever talked before.

I was 10 minutes late for school pickup of course, I was too busy shaking and talking and buying fluorescent pink pens to notice the time. I didn’t stop shaking until 6 hours later. Those three cups of tea REALLY sent me over the edge.

In conclusion, I have decided it’s probably best I continue to steer clear of drugs. Including overdosing on tea. It’s best for all concerned.

Big love,

P.S. Did you know the word “marijuana” is a racist term? Just learned about that yesterday!