So the curtains are drawn, the room is dark and “The Wizard of Oz” is streaming with the sound turned off. “Dark Side of the Moon” is playing loudly. Any number of peaceful, mellow souls are comfortably strewn around the room, mesmerized. Unlike some, I don’t have any mind expanding substances; not my thing, but I am super-mellow just the same.
“Been there, done that?” You understand the magic of Pink Floyd.
Don’t understand? You may think I’m nuts…you could be right!