A friend of mine has a psychedelic master’s tape in which he says there are two types of drugs—good and bad—and how you can tell the difference is that the bad keep you wrapped up in society’s ethics, like alcohol and cocaine, whereas the good drugs take you outside social boundaries and make you realize they have no point. This was definitely a good drug, because by the time seven rolled around, I couldn’t see the point in so much as dinner. Never mind a social ethic.
