GREEN HAZE: LOVE, LOSS, AND THE CANNABIS CYCLE

The emerald haze hangs heavy in the air, a fragrant shroud woven from yearning and sadness. Each puff is a fleeting trip, a temporary release from the pressure of existence. It beckons us, promising euphoria, but its grip can bind. In this dimension where dreams blur with reality, love and loss intertwine in a mosaic of emotions. Cannabis as Cure: