One day he shows up at the club and says, "hey, check out my car trunk" and was like "uhhh ok that's kinda weird" but I went out and presto, there was 4 one-liter water bottles full of ketamine.
Thats a shitload of K, considering a vial is 50ml and costs around $100. So I started selling it for him, and man did it go fast. Almost everyone loved it, including myself. Oddly enough, even people who did too much the first time and had a really wack k-hole experience would try it again.
It was rather miraculous to me, and surely did some sort of transformative rearranging of my brain while I was dosing it. I think what I remember best was that it became my self-described "drug of choice", which, honestly, was a pretty huge achievement in my life.
I liked it because it removed my desire to do other, much darker and destructive drugs somehow, and it wasn't just a matter of typical substitution, but something much more fundamental, so studies like this are very unsurprising to me, and I really hope these researchers keep at it.