Me, Me and P93

so here’s soemthing funny. I haven’t seen my closest workfriend all day long, so we just spent a little special-time together catching up on the day. She knows all my adventures, so i talk to her about all the different phero stuff that happens. I was explaining my P93 experience with her and she was like “i totally see it! I saw it when you walked in - you were all bouncy and smiley, and you’re standing taller, and you’re just glowing”

so i guess that’s some self-influence there. I was telling her it acted how prozac should act - she knows the thing i’m wrestling with at the moment, and i told her how as soon as I put it on, i starting feeling “you know what? it’s really just not that f’in bad” She said she wants to bathe in it now. and she prolly should - cuz it’s always that bad for her. but she’s got sensitive skin. so tomorrow i’m gonna make her a P93 papertowel to huff through the day, so we can see what it does to her.