right now i’m sitting in at my dining room table feeling this edible, staring at two finish cigarettes in my ashtray, listening to music and thinking about how i go to this point.
my mom smokes, all my aunts smoked. my dad smokes weed and i told myself throughout my childhood (im 26, soon to be 27) and thinking about how life has brought me to this point.
whenever this comes to my mind i either laugh or get upset with myself for falling on the same path. but right now? i’m just accepting vices like this are unfortunately part of life sometimes. i still keep trucking and im thankful to be alive considering everything. but i wonder what else is in store for me? i’m almost 30 a milestone i never thought i’d see so it’s a lot going on.
anyway thank you for reading.