In a hypothetical dream..... It's been 4 days till he run out of weed, and for the weekend he made it alright, but yesterday he started feeling like crap, he's had very weird and horrific nightmares and just spent the worst night in years. Right now he's is at work and doesn't feel like talking to anyone, he is in a shit mood and depressed. Colleagues keep asking him what's going on but there is nothing going on, and the continuos asking thing is sicking him even more. He is not craving smoking, it's not like man I need to smoke or I'll die, but he hasn't feel this bad in years. He's never been very emotionally stable but weed always put him in the right place. These are the thoughts running through his head: "I need it, I know I need it, will it destroy me? Maybe but I need it. When did my life improved? Was weed the cause? Did my life ever improved? Yes it did but I'm assuming weed to be the cause, and by assuming I can be wrong" Crazy thought uh? Mabe he's just making a big deal out of nothing but right now there is plants growing and about to be ready but SWIM agreed with his partner he would give away this to friends. And I think that's the best thing to do. I hope this stops eventually. Thanks for listening (reading).