LSD is better than a psychologist and one fifth of the cost. It’s the most effective antidepressant not on the market. It is the unstoppable wave of creative inspiration washing me ashore after a dry spell. Music becomes something you can sift through with your fingers and drive straight into it. I completely lost myself in a My Bloody Valentine song without so much as blinking. It is the overwhelming sense of euphoria wrapping its arms around me and keeping me warm. It is neither past nor future but only now. Mindfulness. It allows me to temporarily escape the socially paralyzing depression and anxiety that pushes me down. It is the reason all other days are black and white. It is the reason I love Saturdays.