9am, the alarm went on, ticking until my eyes opened. I was close to hitting snooze, but my mind was set to being productive for the day. I said, alright, it's time. It was microdose day.
I stood up, walked to my kitchen and drank a glass of water--a habit I built the past month or so. I went back to my room and meditated for 10 minutes, another habit of mine I have built not so long ago. I opened my eyes and told myself, "now, time to be productive." I took out my pillbox where my psilocybin mushrooms were hiding, ground them all up at around 0.4g, and off it went into my palate. I've been on the protocol for 2 years now, got back to it just recently to think of ways to further my business. Then I swallowed a pill of Lion's Mane mushrooms to get that critical feeling of focus and creativity. Standing behind the bottle of LM mushrooms were bottles of Maca, Ashwagandha and Avena Sativa pills. I took them all at once shortly. Then and there, I was rushed into a feeling of pure productivity. Finished my work, got some calls done and made some new leads. Another step forward to closing those sales.
It took me 3 hours of work until I ended my day without having to think of salesmanship later on. What more to relax than to have a joint? Beside the pillbox where my psilocybin was held was my cannabis toolbox. I took the greens out and ground them until I rolled them over into those white rolling papers I had. I lighted them up and there I went, blazed and done with the day.
I listen to music, a local rock song from my Spotify playlist. Under the influence of cannabis, I found that I was quieting the mind and letting the medication take its toll on my thinking process. Combined with the microdose of psilocybin I took earlier in the day, I let go of any thought and simply followed the rhythm of its beat. I listen to the guitars of the song, normally I would listen to the lyrics, and slowly these creative juices kept flowing. A beating to express? Organic thoughts? I get the opposite of writer's block. I induced myself in a state of flow. I think that's the trick. To not let the mind wander and let the cannabis do its magic. No wonder it is considered a sacred herb. For a purpose.
I then closed my eyes and I could sense the potency of the two substances, psilocybin and cannabis synergistically working together. I could see different colors, just small hints, not intense but good enough to be on a half conscious psychedelic trip.
The trip went down and off to bed I went. A productive day it was, to work, to write, for art.