Losing my senses to the weed paranoia

Date: 5/17/2016

A lot of people talk about the danger of drugs and it might be true but I never felt it so real. I had smoked weed before and it's great. That feeling of time just slowing down, a thousand actions in a just a few seconds. Sometimes the paranoia isn't all good but if you know how to control it you can have a good time without harming anyone. But it wasn't that simple in my dream. I was in some kind of building, cooperate building with tons of offices and business people going up and down. I don't remember the details but at some time in the elevator I smoked a joint or more, I really don't remember but I know that the moment it hit my ability to listen was gone. At the begging I wasn't worried but when I got home and noticed that my mom kept talking and I wasn't answering I started to panic. I acted as if I was tired and went to bed but even then when I felt relief, I couldn't stop freaking out. That's when all sweaty and nervous I woke up to the sound of my mom yelling for my name. It's funny cause in the dream as I was waking up I was starting to hear her voice before I opened my eyes.