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This was the last piece of apple oatmeal pie. I washed it down with a cup of Ethiopian Harrar, brewed in the French press. I love the smell of freshly ground coffee beans. Im thankful for coffee. We hosted thanksgiving this year. Not all our family could make it to our home but I’m thankful that we were able to host again. We of course we had too much food and I’ll be eating turkey sandwiches for the rest of the week. I’m thankful for apple pie. I’m thankful for insulin.

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I smoked cigarettes in my youth but now find the habit disgusting. I quit — cold turkey — in graduate school and I have not touched a cigarette since.

I also find highly hypocritical to see people in the medical field who smoke. The nurses who are studying at the nursing school near my office take a regular smoke break right outside the building. Whenever I got outside for a break I often have to move from where I’m standing or sitting to avoid inhaling a wall of second hand smoke.