Why does causality seem to become more and more prominent after drug use? I was planning on doing some drugs this upcoming weekend. Nothing crazy, just some dxm possibly. But I keep getting these instances that seem set on deterring me. Little moments which, out of context wouldn't really mean much to me, but together I can't help but see a through line between them all. Is it just paranoia brought on by bad trips I've had in the past? I don't really believe in fate all that much, and even if fate is real, I definitely don't see myself as being important enough to be part of some greater scheme, but fuck, it's hard to shake these irrational feelings. I hope this passes over the next few days, because otherwise I won't be able to enjoy the weekend. Maybe I should focus on drawing to distract myself from these negative concepts.