mike_68
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Most of the time, a morning pipe is just that...time to "wake up" with a cup or 2 of coffee and smoke a bowl of whatever strikes me. Usually whatever aro I'm enjoying at the time since they typically go well with the coffee.
This morning, was a bit different and it feels like something I want to write down(or type I guess). This past week has been rather trying and I was able to exercise some things with my pipe this a.m. that I TRULY needed to...here's my story:
It pretty much started Thursday of last week - one of my systems at work ended up, for lack of a better term, worthless and needed replaced. This was accomplished on Friday which meant for me, the rebuilding of the software stuff had begun. There were issues and I worked the better part of the entire weekend on and off so it meant I was never far from my laptop(yes, I was able to be at home) and busy. The family made the best of it, taking our trips away from the house during my "breaks" and making them short so I wouldn't be gone too long. That was annoying but fine with me, regardless of the fact that I won't be at this job by the end of the year, as I've been told....more to follow on that.
Fast forward to Tuesday morning...I'm at work and I get a call from a friend advising that he had heard a rumor that one of our mutual friends was dead. This is someone that should be working at my location so I set out across the property to where he parks his car and sure enough, it's not there. I didn't know what else to do so I called his cell which went to voicemail. Now begins the process of trying to find someone/anyone that might know the story...which ended tragically of course! My friend was indeed, gone...from an apparent suicide as if to make the event even more awful.
How? Why? This is someone whom, although we weren't as close recently, I had ridden motorcycles with and had seen almost every working day for that past 12 years! What could have happened??? I've still not received confirmation as to how he died, but I think I know...
Adding to that, when I got home Tuesday evening I had an email from, what I had hoped, would be my future employer thanking me for interviewing and my interest - but they weren't hiring me...nice...thanks guys.
Which brings me to this mornings smoke....I decided I would smoke my second bowl in my new Peterson St. Pat's 80s, and I would try Key Largo. It was the right choice...I thought about my friend and how short life is, I put my failure at landing that job in it's place and I reaffirmed to myself that I am a lucky man! I have a great family, great friends and am able to enjoy things that many others either can't or just don't..it wasn't a good week...but my morning smoke!?! It was good....
This morning, was a bit different and it feels like something I want to write down(or type I guess). This past week has been rather trying and I was able to exercise some things with my pipe this a.m. that I TRULY needed to...here's my story:
It pretty much started Thursday of last week - one of my systems at work ended up, for lack of a better term, worthless and needed replaced. This was accomplished on Friday which meant for me, the rebuilding of the software stuff had begun. There were issues and I worked the better part of the entire weekend on and off so it meant I was never far from my laptop(yes, I was able to be at home) and busy. The family made the best of it, taking our trips away from the house during my "breaks" and making them short so I wouldn't be gone too long. That was annoying but fine with me, regardless of the fact that I won't be at this job by the end of the year, as I've been told....more to follow on that.
Fast forward to Tuesday morning...I'm at work and I get a call from a friend advising that he had heard a rumor that one of our mutual friends was dead. This is someone that should be working at my location so I set out across the property to where he parks his car and sure enough, it's not there. I didn't know what else to do so I called his cell which went to voicemail. Now begins the process of trying to find someone/anyone that might know the story...which ended tragically of course! My friend was indeed, gone...from an apparent suicide as if to make the event even more awful.
How? Why? This is someone whom, although we weren't as close recently, I had ridden motorcycles with and had seen almost every working day for that past 12 years! What could have happened??? I've still not received confirmation as to how he died, but I think I know...
Adding to that, when I got home Tuesday evening I had an email from, what I had hoped, would be my future employer thanking me for interviewing and my interest - but they weren't hiring me...nice...thanks guys.
Which brings me to this mornings smoke....I decided I would smoke my second bowl in my new Peterson St. Pat's 80s, and I would try Key Largo. It was the right choice...I thought about my friend and how short life is, I put my failure at landing that job in it's place and I reaffirmed to myself that I am a lucky man! I have a great family, great friends and am able to enjoy things that many others either can't or just don't..it wasn't a good week...but my morning smoke!?! It was good....
