January 23rd, 1972

I can only approach my twenties with a great deal of courage, enthusiasm, and zeal. Fuck it all away. I can only keep on keepin’ on.

In the bathroom, later–

It’s 8:00 PM, Sunday night. This afternoon Margie and I each dropped a tab of mescaline about 4:00– She got off full tilt– I initially peaked– real fast and then I evened off– real fast. So Margie went right on tripping and we got into old Beatles albums. I was feeling sort of relaxed– yet geared for something to happen. I felt bad about not getting off any more than I did.

So now– in the bathroom– naked, alone– The Beatles on a soft one honey. A soft oooooh baby, Beatles number. And Peggy and Margie in my living room– with the lights and the moving colors.

You make me dizzy, Miss. Lizzy.