I’m George Agak, and I write about weed and balls, a lot. I love my weed in the morning when I wake up, a smoke in the morning puts me in the mood for hustle, only to bring me to rest mode just minutes at my office table.
I question alot of things, and it’s fine. We can’t have all the answers, but most times, I just wanna share a good laugh after hitting my joint!
I stopped trying to be the best of me. Those days are over for me. My days have a rare fluidity; sometimes nothing happens, other times, I get things moving. I’m okay being the worst example, you know, you have to live and let others do the judging. Sometimes I smoke to see though the fog, other times, I just smoke to get wasted.
Still, my daughter loves me. She’s adorable, that little human. Tis a mixed feeling you know, sometimes, I’m proud I have the most beautiful gift in the world, other times, I don’t even think I deserve such treasures.
We try to love, and patch up lost moments with deeper convos. It’s a hard job reaching such depths with someone who can’t speak yet, but we know our language.
I have an affiliate site for weed-related offers, but sometimes I share the links here too. If you stumble upon one, don’t fret, tis how I feed my family. Enjoy your time.