I dont know if other fellow stoners have had experiences of sheer miracle feats, it seems like at least. Here recently, I came home with a huge supply of great crystally and beautiful purple dank. Smoked like a king for a long period of time. Until what I dub "the dark ages" that feeling of dread we all have had. We run out. I was going to have to go almost a week without smoking again. (pay day was a week later) Do-able, but not really a path im wanting to travel. But the other day I woke up, and randomly remembered I had stashed a 10 somewhere in my room, and then I found a hugeeeeee ass jar full of change in my closet and when and Coinstarred it (blazed of course. I felt like a pirate with lost treasure) Now am once again smoking like a emperor. I just think my prayers were answered by the weed gods lol they put that money there for me hahaha Anyone else have any silly stories of weed deity help?