Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

There was a wild afternoon from my early to mid teens, which I remember oddly and somewhat funny of course, and yet I cannot say that I remember much of what happened at all.No, this was one of those wild afternoons that I took a few extra steps to secure with a n 8-hour trip on a substance known as Lysergic Acid Diethylamide.Yes. This was ‘the girl,” or also known as “lucy in the skies with diamonds.”But what the hell, right?I was young and crazy and longhaired and fit to be tied. Nothing about this day was my idea. I was a wingman or a distraction for a friend who assigned me a date with a girl whom I can hardly remember. I cannot recall if she was pretty or not. I am not too sure that she saw me as appealing either and certainly not after the LSD took hold. No way.I was running around, acting like a maniac and carrying on as if I were in need of a sedative and perhaps a straight jacket to keep me from climbing the walls. I cannot say I remember much about the date at all, except…