And I was just thinking..
After my 4th or 5th cigarette today..
[I've been trying to narrow it down to 2 a day, at the most, but today I've just felt really crappy all day..]
I was reminded of our apartment in Miami. And as I thought about where I was going to toss my cigarette butt just now, I remembered how our lit'l "patio" area looked in front of the sliding glass doors: just one big layer of cigarette butts over the grass. And some bottle caps here and there. And I remembered how I used to sit out there with Brandon [the other roommate, Hunbun's friend], having a smoke. Talk. Or just sit there on the lit'l concrete slab.
Good times, they were.
*shrug*
I reminisce a lot when I'm on my period.
LJ