The opening to the world

The shape alone! The aluminum tin glides through my fingers. It feels so good - so round and warm and heavy. Faintly the aluminum of the tin in which I find myself shimmers in the dim light of the lamp. I see myself, I see you reflected in the shiny glow of the can. Time for some snuff! One twist, and the unmistakable aroma from a can of McChrystal's overwhelms my nose. Anxiously I inhale the aroma again and again and again. I can hardly wait. Two shapely pinches of snuff are quickly placed on the back of my left hand exactly the same distance apart as my nostrils are from one another. Let us make a toast. To snuff, to life, to everything that we enjoy. Now the tobacco is inhaled. May it refresh our breathe and lift our spirit. Come closer to me my dear. Let's enjoy the snuff and the evening!