I got up around 8H30am. I have already smoked 5-6 cigarettes. BJG is on the loo, like every morning. His travels to aotearoa will be painful I suspect. I hope all goes well. Om mani peme hung.

Whiskey is in pain this morning. He could not get up and yelped. Billy is in the living room, on the couch.

I always wake up thinking of my parents. I wonder if it is because I gave them such a hard time in the last 15 years? I feel like I still dont know much about them at all...and every morning, I meditate on them before waking up, and try to figure it out. It is a bit painful to wake up in that fashion every morning in the last month. Both my parents are getting very old. It is odd to think my mother in law passed away over a year ago now. I cant remember if she passed in 2021 or 2022.  Death is so strange. We have no clue where anyone goes afterwards, their energy.