I just want to be able to grow my own shit, you know? I’m already out of flower and today the bubba kush gets harvested and bud washed and hung to dry. I have plans for starting my flowers and veggies for my balcony from seed this year. I’m actually feeling a little panicky without any real garden to tend to. It’s small here, but it gave me purpose and demonstrable proof of success while being very alone and isolated (except for my kiddo). November and holidays are approaching and are a really shitty time of year for me, more so this year because it’s just me and my kiddo. My family is very small (really just me and my son, my parents have been gone for many years). And this year, my brother, siste-in-law, and aunt all decided we weren’t worth having in their lives anymore. Political shit. Today I’m feeling it and I guess reacting. A little insight into how sustaining my summer garden was for me, beyond the love of cannabis. Impulse buying explained. Lol.