GREEN HAZE: LOVE, LOSS, AND THE CANNABIS CYCLE

The emerald haze hangs heavy in the air, a fragrant shroud woven from desire and sadness. Each drag is a fleeting trip, a temporary escape from the pressure of existence. It lures us, promising bliss, but its grip can entrap. In this world where fantasies blur with reality, love and loss merge in a tapestry of pain. From Plant to Prescription: The