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Wednesday. 2.18.09 5:33 am
Smoking is your euphoria.

You step outside your house and feel the winter chill bite at your legs. You're in shorts and flip flops, but you don't care, you're never out for long. You light a cigarette and look up toward the sky. The clear black void stares back at you, indifferent except for the stars that scatters the black background. They twinkle at you, but your bad eyes can only make out blurs.

For the first time since yesterday, you take a slow drag from you cigarette. This is your escape. The life you lead, the mundane chores you do, the daily grind to pass the time, your inner demons you have yet to conquer and shackle you to mediocrity... none of that matters right now.

You take another drag and you see a women walking by. It's late. What could this stranger be doing? You can't see her face, but her body language reveals enough. Her steps are slow, head down, hands in her pockets, you see her lost in thought and not aware of your stare. What is going through her head? Does she have demons that haunt her too? You wonder if walks at night are her temporary refuge from the feeling that torments her, just like your smoking. This nagging feeling deep down inside your soul, it enlightens and confuses you, it motivates and depresses you, it drives you insane until you see other people's insanity, it taunts you and mocks the life you are leading... a far cry from your calling. This nagging feeling you can only call your inner demons. And those demons guard the gateway to your real euphoria; a personal legend you've been struggling to define every morning you look in the mirror, let alone realize.

A dozen drags later and your mind wanders until eventually it draws a blank and you soak in the atmosphere. It's quiet and serene, this is why you love the night. Another drag and you wonder how many more you have left before you have to go inside the house. To where your demons are waiting. The smell of tobacco gives you peace, but your peace doesn't last like the cigarette you're about to throw away.
2 Comments.


i feel it
» juiCyy on 2009-03-05 12:18:31

I like this, this is cool.
» Zanzibar on 2011-10-14 11:04:34

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