Earlier, I took a nap and had a dream I need to write down. I was in a large space, and I was the leader of a club for the use of legal psychoactive substances. Others were simply using subtle things like smoking various random herbs and stuff, but I was going for the full blown hallucinogens. This was somehow symbolized in my spinning around and careening through things. However, I'd never get hurt. I was careening through stuff and it appeared dangerous, yet I was completely unharmed. Then, I was outside in the mountains of Colorado, in some type of salt mine. There was snow on the ground, and it was covered by a glacier of some kind. The salt was on the top of the snow, and it was difficult to tell what was the salt and what was the snow. As I walked through this, I recalled a time when I was taking one of these hallucinogens and I walked through a town late at night by myself. I had the idea that this was a very bold thing that I never would have done if it weren't for the drug. However, I noticed that the glacier was breaking up, and it began to crack underneath me. My path through this mine was now dangerous, because the ground could crack beneath me.