I’ve been a smoker for most of my life, which means I will most likely not live as long as I could.
A morbid start of an essay, but I wanted that out of the way. Smoking is bad for you, people. Choose your vices carefully.
When Sarah became pregnant with Han, I had to have a sit down with myself and figure out what to do. I’ve always had a rule when it came to my smoking: not around children or pregnant women. I had accepted that I was causing harm to myself with my addiction, but that doesn’t mean other folks should suffer for it.
That year, as a Father’s Day gift, Sarah helped me find a more palatable solution to cigarettes: a set of pipes and a beginners supply of pipe tobacco. Six years later, I’ve become an avid pipe smoker.
One thing I wasn’t expecting as a result of this was that I’d keep specific pipes and tobacco for work. I now have a “Morning Break” tobacco.
Time to sling letters. Stay safe out there, readers!
-JB Swift
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