Cigarette Cemetary
I quit smoking the week before new years. I didn't crave them until about a week or so ago. I caved in and bought a pack and was disgusted with each one I smoked. But I smoked them all; they are expensive dammit. I haven't wanted another since the last one I extinguished. *erp*
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Confessional is over. * This particular work night crept by very slowly. I don't know if it was super extra slow, or I was just not keeping myself busy enough. I haven't felt anything pressing to write about. I certainly don't want to force it. I have my poetry book with me at all times, so that if I get some sort of musing, it's near.
~ erratic thought: It's weird when people say, "I used to could....".