I'm bummed. I mean really down-in-the-dumps. My tobacconist informed me today that he'll soon be unable to get any more Nat Sherman #307.
I
MAY be able to order
1 more sleeve of tins and then I'm cut off forever. I'll be "sipping" on that stash (if I can get it) for the rest of my life - it'll be relegated to anniversaries, Christmas and my birthday from here on out.
I'm too distraught to write anymore. I'm not even smiling on the dark abysmal inside now.