HUG

HUUUUUUUG!!!!

"Curious how the name of the person we're calling for is the same as my name"

I mean if i was just chilling in the woods having a good time

That's my kind of party.

Not me. I don't care. The version of me that I've got right now is alright, I'm in no hurry to "find myself". Either I'll come across myself by chance or it can't have been that important.

huffs excessive amounts of Copium

Not all who wander are lost.

I found myself years ago. Been trying to lose myself ever since.

Whoah.

I wish I had a party.

It’s kind of inspirational actually searching for yourself with a bunch of other people helping.

Was blind but now I see

When it comes to finding oneself, the journey matters more than the destination...

The first time I took edibles, I was solo and took too much. I was spaced out and far too aware of the wind blown by my ceiling fan as it touched my skin. It wasn't even a fun trip.

She intentionally joined a search party, of course, but accidentally joined one that was for her.

It's a cover story, she was trying to disappear and start a new life somewhere without extradition to get away from her life of crime before the consequences caught up with her. Bad luck to get swept along in your own search party but you'd only attract more attention by walking back out through the group.

It's real though.

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/missing-woman-finds-herself-after-intense-search/

Here's a weird question: do you have a gallbladder? People without a gallbladder tend to have that experience with edibles, or need a higher dose to get an effect.