The following fantasy had great appeal to me back in the day: We close friends - tortured, creative, young, exuberant, inquisitive, out to make our mark on the world - meet at a dark coffee shop, cigarettes ablaze, each individual holding forth, till the wee hours, perhaps till dawn, reluct...
-
No more glamour! Yeah!
journeyfawn
Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 12:58 PM
- Font size
- Email This
- Bookmark
- Thank you for your input
- Save
- RSS
- Report Abuse
I really enjoyed & could "seep" into what you were saying esp. being I'm still smoking for I do (brain malfunction LOL) enjoy it. I am greatful for the fact that the glamour part of it is long gone & when I do see other people smoking it looks grosteque BUT does not deter me from cigs.. I am a closet smoker @ 1-2 a day.
journeyfawn