Dude I have cooked 10 billion brain cells at this point. My ingestion of brain killing substances far outweighs any ability I have to recreate them.
My favorite inkman story is hanging with one of my high school buds a few years back. Tons of booze and weed, I lost 8hours of my life that night. No recollection, no anything. I was jacked up but not to the point where I shouldn’t have any memory of the night but whatever cumulative effect those substances have resounded quite proficiently that night. I hung out with my next door neighbor for 6 hours. He said I didn’t even seem drunk or high. The whole night gonzo. Now if I can just forget the last 40 years of my life, I’ll be all set.