The three descending days after smoking
marijuana, in which one feels more at one with the
world than ever before.
Perhaps an indescribable out of body experience, in which, one's self is captivated by the simple beauty of subtleties in life which they previously ignored.
Some say more of a weed come down, but I like to think of it as something which hangs literally from one's self and literally pulls us into another free state of consciousness.
(OR
words to that affect)