I was locked in place and became infinity and was tortured for like 10,000 years as I saw the last moments before singularity, with rippling interference as the singularity grew and reality shrunk in chunks and waves. Everything stretched thin before me as I saw the undoing of all, and then suddenly I was in my bed with my cat, sticky with dried, melted ice cream cuddled into my arm.
Also I dropped the ice cream and the cat ate it 
Dispensary anything is wildly inconsistent, at least in Colorado. I barely buy flower anymore just because the same $80 budget ounce might be shitty mids or fantastic and there’s no real way to tell even within the same strain.