Some Mornings
I’ve never been much of a smoker. I tried it a handful of times in college, prefer cigars, and realized cloves were pretty cool. That’s what make mornings like this morning, when I could almost rationalize going to the store to get a pack of cigarettes so bizzare.
When you wake up so jittery and you don’t remember your dreams, you feel rested, but also feel like you can go run a mile or HAVE to so you don’t crawl out of your skin, cigarettes sound about par.










