Smoke

Some magic is there when you take in the first smoke of tobacco. I'm not telling you are going to travel outside of your world, but sure your vision gets clear, your senses fire up, but the sad part is that I used to be in that nature some years ago, I never needed a smoke to feel like myself, I can feel it inside me if my shoulder size was, I'm not talking measurements, it's like spreading my wings, everything changes, your posture, you can see your best version while you walk, confidence is in the air, like going for a fight alone without any fear of death.