I know you love pot. Guys and gals come to Washington from all over because it's legal here. I voted for legalization to free up our justice and law-enforcement systems for more important things (like the meth house in my neighborhood). But I thought it would be regulated, like alcohol. You know, like not drinking while walking down the street or driving or even parked in front of a business. I get it—it's not as bad as drinking, right? Thing is, I'm asthmatic. It's hard enough avoiding tobacco smokers, but now pot smoke is everywhere, and I can't say a thing about it. I miss the days of people smoking at home or at a party. I used to partake in college before being diagnosed. Have your fun, but if I cough and wheeze and ask you to take it elsewhere, don't chew me out—just nod and move on.


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