Walking by, i picked this random, modest-looking reed from the ground. As i held it in front of me, i started to wonder what drugs i was on. What should have been a normal grassy blond stem was painted with pinks, blues, and purples! i was fascinated with and bewildered by the pastel hues. i had to consult with someone, but the slow realizations came: these skinny stalks are truly glorious, and i was just regular stoned. All want is a field of this grass.