I've stopped smoking.

A nightmare that involved hollow teeth. Mother's breast cancer. Father's pancreatic cancer. No good could come out of it. I think my new stress buster then will have to involve eating.

Ever get the feeling like something terrible is going to happen? It's like this unbearable tension in between your throat and the center of your chest like you're ready to cough. That's what I feel like.

Oh, and I have no pants on.