I smelled a cigarette today -up close, after a long time. And it smelled strong and good. Cozy.
I was reminded of the times I would go to smoke out on the porch of our old Garner apartment in the cold dark night. It was comforting and immediately relieving.
But I am clean now. I just picture that comfortable feeling in my head and that is all.
But let me tell you, it was good while it lasted. I was young, not a care in this world, and I loved with all my heart.
Now, am just practical and unromantic and not as happy.
I think the more you ‘learn’ to live, the less you live with all your being.
You just survive in this wilderness. You don’t really live.
And friends, that is why, this beautiful place in my mind is one where I choose to be. It is romantic, impractical, unconditional and honest.