I never knew this due to willful ignorance, but b&m tobacco is literally an aromatic pipe blend. It's really mellow, and it hits like a pipe, all mouth, no inhale. It's like a hug in stick-form, but it has almost no backbone. It lacks "oomph", but right now, it'll do. I'm sure it's actually killing me and while I feel I grew out of the "self improvement by means of self destruction" phase of my youth, it still hits that note, even if it isn't with the same level of angst.

I feel like that meme of Hank Hill smoking a cigarette.

Waiting on the dog groomer's. It's a few hours. I need a few hours.

Mom is okay, still terminal, but okay for now. She's got more months than weeks to live, but the transition to home hospice has been testy. Still, I'm glad she's comfortable, safe and alive for the time being. I go back to work Sunday night. The RNs and CNAs kick in full-swing for her next week so I can back off a little.

I'm just gonna resonate with the universe for a good while. I wish I could pass out in a jacuzzi (with guaranteed breathing).

#self #selfcare #vibing #chill