I don't believe is was pharmacuetical....but it was therapy.

..........A simple mind-numbing routine, and learning zen-like patience........

..........................................................twenty loaves of sliced dark rye spread over every surface of a one-bedroom flat, (stove, floor, lights, beds, toilet tank, tub/shower............waiting and waiting 72 hours in the bay-fog atmospher that brewed steam from anchors........

And then.....meticulously, with chromium-tweezers, plucking the miraculous blue/green balls and placing them in test tubes.....where did the hours go?

Sincerely,
Gargoyle