Thank God. When my ankle was still healing a couple months after a break, it hurt so bad to walk barefoot on the hard floor.

My family came over recently enough that some of these old fucks would have grown up knowing them as an immigrant family, but still long enough ago that we’ve been Americans for generations. (I’m mostly white so I’m talking about my Sicilian and Latvian sides of the family)

I have a friend from the Philippines who is in school to be a nurse. When this started, she was scared this was going to affect students which did end up being true later.

I think the hard part is if you’re the type to crave nicotine when you’re extremely stressed out. I go through cycles where I’ll quit nicotine for a year or so, and then something really difficult would happen in my life and I’ll start back up again.

If it ever comes to this, I’m going to “forget” to charge mine. Every day since it comes out of the box. I might wear it so that I don’t get stopped in public but this is going to be a brick.