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conulyLast night I dreamed that my mother came home, apparently alive and dying for a cigarette.
Which I very much did not want her to have, because that's what killed her, and I said so, gesturing at her ashes as a visual aid. We had a whole fight over it, too.
This is not the A+ content I fall asleep for, dreams! Get with the program already!
(In her actual life, my mother was actually pretty proud of herself for having been able to quit smoking for real, even if it was only through the aid of the pandemic keeping her from heading to the store. So I don't think she'd come back and pick a fight with me over that. I was pretty proud of her too. For all of my entire lifetime of criticizing her over it, I do know that if it was really that easy she would've stopped much sooner.)
Which I very much did not want her to have, because that's what killed her, and I said so, gesturing at her ashes as a visual aid. We had a whole fight over it, too.
This is not the A+ content I fall asleep for, dreams! Get with the program already!
(In her actual life, my mother was actually pretty proud of herself for having been able to quit smoking for real, even if it was only through the aid of the pandemic keeping her from heading to the store. So I don't think she'd come back and pick a fight with me over that. I was pretty proud of her too. For all of my entire lifetime of criticizing her over it, I do know that if it was really that easy she would've stopped much sooner.)
