The Best of Highs

As I take the drug, I feel a change within me. My soul breaks free of its cage, and flies like the graceful dove it was meant to be. My mind is as free as the wind, going wherever it may please. Regardless of where it is physically. Using only my mind, I can now travel to strange, new worlds. From worlds that are eons behind me, to ones that are eons ahead of me. From worlds that are either close by, to ones that are into the far-off reaches of the galaxy. My eyes open to all the colors of the world. From the smallest of flowers, the vastest of oceans. Within all of it, I see nothing but beauty. I, too, see the potential within all things. I see one thing, acknowledge its beauty, then ponder how it could become even greater. The ideas I can conjure, the worlds I can birth. It seems to go on forever. What is this drug? One may wonder. Where can I find it? I can tell you that you already possess it. It is called: imagination.