Yesterday, on my way home from work, an idea popped into my head.
I thought about stopping off at a convenience store and picking up a pack of the good ol' wide lights.
It was sunny, but not too hot. The idea of finding some spot in a parking lot with a minimal amount of shade, adjusting the seat back a bit, and lighting up sounded like just the thing I needed; the solution to all my worries.
Just kicking back there smoking a cigarette or five, daydreaming away an hour or so.
Man....
But then I realized how f*cking disgusting smoking is, and how it fucked me over for so god d*mned many years, and got some heart clogging fast food instead.
It's nice to not having much of anything to post here anymore...or rather, lately.
