On the weekend, I always have Thursday and Tuesday off. I like to relax and unwind when I have a few days off in a row and I use this time to work on chores or rest around the house. When I have time to relax all afternoon, I smoke a little weed. Smoking weed is legal here in the sunny west coast and I moved to the region because of the legal cannabis laws. I got caught with 2 grams of weed on myself and others and I ended up spending seven days in jail because I didn’t have any money for bail. After that, I decided it was time to make a change. I packed up my clothes and a few special things and I put everything in my car. I drove 16 hours to the west coast and I didn’t have anything except $850 in my bank account. I found a room on craigslist for $150/week. It was a dump, but it was right next door to a staffing agency that found myself and others a job the next afternoon. I was flipping burgers, but it paid the rent and I had a bed and a roof. The room was numerous blocks from a recreational weed store and I can clearly remember my first visit to the amazing and lovely shop. It was like being in a candy store. The pot shop had so many choices that it was difficult to option just a couple of items. The prices were cheap too. I spent a hundred dollars on my first visit and I had enough supply for a month.