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Fine... No more funny ideas about "just one stick because it only costs 80 cents."
All the Walking Deads are no longer in the picture. The biggest victory this year is no more iftar with BJ and RR. That is really the MAJOR deal maker. I broke the last link I had to the smokers.
Finally, after 40 years, I cut BJ off. Can't go on befriending BJ. He is the only reason why I smoke pot. Basically, I have no choice but to live in isolation.
I remember Lizzie's words when I asked her if I should meet BJ and RR for iftar this year.
Confidently she said, "No." She continued, "Sometimes we have to be selfish for our own sake."
Looking back, now I realized *wh[at] (why) there is a Dark Depression. After all these years this is the first time I quit both cigarettes and pot. Normally I quit cigarettes but I sporadically smoke pot except during those times when [when] I quit but I didn't meet up with BJ.
* A Dark Depression is a certain feeling of hopelessness. A sorrowful state.
I watched Emoji the Movie, just now. I understand. I am weird. Just continue to be weird.
With my thoughts, I create my world - the Buddha.
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