These are comments (or notes) I have on the first seven of the fourteen entries in my story, in order:
1. I remember seeing an "anti-drug propaganda" poster once, of a girl in a straight jacket, in a dark "rubber room," which said, "LSD can take you to places you never dreamed." Dismissed it summarily, haunted me later.
2. I remember I once had liquid acid which was crystalline LSD and distilled water, mixed together by a friend at one of my college's science centers. I handled it so much, dealing one night, that I started tripping without taking any.
3. This was the year of my Christ complex — I really though I was Jesus Christ, reincarnated. One of my closest friends at the time (a devout Christian) marked the beginning of that little complex in his calendar as the day I went insane.
4. I did a lot of crying during this time. I felt very sorry for myself for odd reasons, none of which had any basis in reality.
5. I had a friend who lived in NY at that time. He checked me into a psychiatric hospital, worried about me, but I talked my way out of it just the next day. When he went to check up on me, he discovered I had already been released.
6. I was very close at that time to the cartoon in my head I named "Daphne". Never knew just who in the real world she represented; it might have been Rosanna Arquette. Pretty much all the other cartoons were based on real people, like Albert Einstein.
7. I remember I made up a saying when I got home from buying that dime bag: "Love. Really works the leg muscles." I know, it makes no sense, does it? At the time, I thought it was one of the coolest things anyone ever said.
