It's been a day . . .
I wish they sold single cigarettes like they do single cigars. I probably would have had one by now.
Last night I was standing on the front step thinking about those big combination sighs/exhalations that just seemed soul-cleansing. Siggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Sometimes I truly feel I would be thinner, more relaxed, more active if I was smoking . . . and I would be closer to death than I am now, depending on what my stress level is doing to me.
