I love that marijuana smell
First time I went to the cannabis dispensary, it looked like nothing more than a store entrance.
The only difference between the cannabis dispensary in one of the small stores was that the room didn’t have a speaker with a security camera attached.
You had to show ID to prove you were 21 before getting into the cannabis dispensary. Once your ID was evaluated, they would buzz you in if you proved to be who you are. Once I got into the first store, there was a young lady resting at a desk who physically wanted to see my ID. She made some clicks on her PC, and waved me in. I heard a sound from the door and the marijuana dispensary opened… Even before I could get into the marijuana dispensary, I could smell the smell of marijuana wafting through the door. I almost felt like coming home. I knew it didn’t truly happen that way, however the delight I felt when I smelled that marijuana had me laughing. I had finally turned 21, and I could go into a marijuana dispensary. I did a lot of fantasizing about this moment, however none of those fantasies quite matched up to the reality of when I smelled that marijuana! No matter how numerous times I go into a marijuana dispensary from this time forward, it will never match the first experience. Nothing could have ever prepared me for what I felt that absolutely for the first time.