The Case for Wake ‘n’ Bake
Mornings are my favourite time of day, whether I’m awake for them or not. My life doesn’t exactly hold a regular schedule: I often work past midnight then don’t get home until two (sometimes three). I spend four out of seven days sleeping until afternoon, but whatever the hour is I still perform a morning routine. I take my dog outside for a walk, make coffee, and check my Tumblr.
Before I do any of these things, though, I roll a joint.
When living in an apartment complex downtown last year, marijuana was often a prevalent fragrance throughout the building – whether I was responsible for it or not. I shared an awkward encounter with an older gentleman in the elevator, in which he said to me regarding the smell: “I mean, it’s seven o’clock in the morning. Can’t they wait until later?”
By “they”, I assume he meant “The Stoners”. I’m a white blonde-haired chick, my tattoos were covered and I was at the time wearing a film school backpack; I guess I didn’t fit his bill for Possible Stoner. Little did he know that the smell that morning was very much my doing. I’d smoked a jay outside (the smell lingered on my clothes and hair, but hey, I like it) before running up to grab my backpack. I may have had a bong rip for the road.
To answer this guy’s hypothetical and poorly-aimed question: no, The Stoners can’t wait to smoke until later. That would negate the whole purpose of the Wake and Bake: the act of getting stoned upon waking up.
It doesn’t matter whether you’re a recreational smoker or a medicinal user: your body and the marijuana knows no difference. Every stoner experiences the benefits of pot, whether it helps us connect with other people, relieves physical pain, inspires creativity, or calms a wandering mind. So why wouldn’t we want to bring on those vibes first thing in the morning?
If I’m a Non-Smoker who (subconsciously or otherwise) buys into some degree of Reefer Madness, the thought of consuming marijuana in the morning would be irresponsible at best because after all: weed makes people lazy, dirty, and listless.
Outside of this single prejudice, there’s really no reason we shouldn’t feel free to light up with the sunrise, if we so choose. It’s completely understandable for a person to decide “I know what marijuana does for me, and I don’t want that first thing in the morning.” It’s also just as understandable for the opposite to be true.
Everyone knows what it’s like to be yanked from sleep before you’re ready. Your eyes are itchy, muscles a little sore; you feel a faint headache coming on. It’s usually what has anyone reaching for a cup of coffee, but what does that get me? Racing heart, shaky hands, jumpy thoughts.
For me, getting high first thing in the morning is like letting my body fall back asleep, but staying awake for it. Tension leaves my muscles and my anxieties soften, so that I can rationally think about the day’s tasks or obstacles. I feel connected with the morning around me: with the birds outside and the sunlight on my windowsill. And with the help of The Munchies, I can make myself a decent breakfast and actually eat it, so that my good mood and energy can continue on through the day.
So yes, I will stand up for the blessed Wake ‘n’ Bake. As we travel the slow and uncertain road to legalization, it will be interesting to see how this hippie tradition fits in with our society. Hopefully, the Non-Smokers of our country will understand how our days can be brighter when we wake up and smoke the ganja.