Gonna need a cake of this. Brings me back to the stairwell in my aunt’s god-knows-how-old house in Poland. That perpetual wet wood and cigarette smoke smell baked into the walls. I love that fucking smell so much, and it’s here.
Just wish my esophageal spasms would go away. Sometimes tea helps, never hurts, did nothing in this case. Can’t wait to enjoy this on a better day.
Listening to Lei-tzu by Lloop.
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Gosh, sorry to hear you have those. Fellow sufferer here. Had to run writhing in pain from the supper table last night and couldn’t eat for about 45 minutes after. I hope you get relief.
It’s such an awful experience, I’m sorry you get them too. Luckily I think I’m figuring out my triggers, so hoping I can better manage them now. But thank you for the commiseration.
Gosh, sorry to hear you have those. Fellow sufferer here. Had to run writhing in pain from the supper table last night and couldn’t eat for about 45 minutes after. I hope you get relief.
It’s such an awful experience, I’m sorry you get them too. Luckily I think I’m figuring out my triggers, so hoping I can better manage them now. But thank you for the commiseration.