So it is the wee hours of the morning: not yet 4am.  Coffee is being made. I am fresh out of smokes. I smoke about 34 cigs a day now instead of 50 or more. The gola is to bring it down to less than a pack a day or at the very minimum, less than a pack and a half. 

The cat TumTum just got up and Whiskey is already sleeping outside on the mattress on the deck. Billy is in my bed. A wonderful morning truly, like every morning where I wake up with BIlly next to me!