

I loved my whiskey and my cigarettes.
A shot of good whiskey on the rocks made me feel like a man. Paired with a full flavored cigarette and bam! You are instantly elevated to a higher status. I got into the happening crowd and became someone else… Or did I?
As a young 20over year old, I felt that I was immortal. Nothing could stop me, the world is my oyster. I smoked a pack of 20 a day and had weekly drinks. As a young dude finding his place in society, I lived in an illusion.
Not the faintest hint of what is happening in my body came into my mind. I did what a normal undergrad would do. Some partying, some wild moments, all in the name of fun. It was fun… while it lasted.
The signs were beginning to show… Signs of bad times to come.
