The first time I did MDMA — I was recovering from a middling cocaine habit and a freebase overdose — I had been reading about the legal party/therapy drug Ecstacy and found out one of my dealers had received some pills — A friend and I took them and drove to Buffalo from Rochester —
The onset was a few hours the first time and we didn’t know what to expect — As we were driving up Hertel Avenue — Suddenly the lights became the essence of Christmas lights — I was 7 years old and before the sun rose I ran downstairs to find a huge pile of presents — I was suspended in a cloud— I looked at the driver who was grinning a Cheshire Cat grin and who said
“Is this it?” “God — I hope so” I replied
And so arose another — very beautiful — very challenging stage of my life
