Cannabis

It was in Michigan, serendipitously enough, in the shadow of the world’s tallest statue of a Native American - Hiawatha. The feeling passed after about five minutes, seeing no narcs crouching in the bushes. That was over three years ago, and my tolerance is considerably higher now. In fact, I could come visit you, do some dabs solo - just so long as you’re in the same room - and your tolerance will go up tenfold.