Amy Winehouse

I read in the news that Amy Winehouse died of unknown cause. Well, all I know is she was doing drugs when she was alive, so I can only surmise that they are the cause, or maybe among the many causes. I remember when I was young, I keep encountering, from left to right, warning signs and ads against drugs that I grew up afraid to even touch any of them – illegal drugs, I mean. I tried smoking cigarette for a couple of months but I didn’t get hooked on it. The only reason I smoked is to socialize. But I didn’t like the smell or the taste of cigarette, so I quit. Smoking is one of the mistakes I made that I really regret because I think it’s the reason why I developed asthma. Then again, asthma is hereditary and it runs in the family, so maybe I got it from my family. Nevertheless, smoking is still bad for my health, and everyone else’s for that matter. I don’t like being around smokers because now I’m conscious of my own health. I know we will all die but I don’t want to die suffering from emphysema. Anyway, I’m just saying that Amy Winehouse’s death reminded me of the many things I was warned against as I was growing up.