I’m trying not to smoke anything.

I long to hold a smoking implement in my hands. To pull it toward my lips and breathe in the gases, feeling my juices flow forcefully in bursts of excitement and rage. To feel my head become slightly dizzy and my body settling into relaxation. Breathing hard and deep, breathing in something tangible, watching the smoke exhale from my lips in patterns of swirls and square dancing routines.

1 thought on “I’m trying not to smoke anything.”

  1. I’m glad you realize how the act of smoking is so seductive in the ritual of holding it, lighting it, and dramatically exhaling the clouds of smoke. It’s also a very social ritual to share with others. So, please resist it’s siren song because it is such a bad habit that will do you no good.

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