Everybody smokes.
Walking towards the Royal Café today. Where I now sit. Everybody was smoking cigarettes.
The workman outside my front door were chugging down the smokey smokes as I left my house. Drivers in their cars pulling out sticks at stop lights. Men sipping that caffeinated goodness a few tables behind me. Folks just cruisin’ on foot puff away at the stuff. My mother drags on one and I can hear it through the intercom of the telephone.
Today, everybody smokes. Except me.
(yippee!)
** Recently made a move up to the beautiful Rogers Park, in Chicago!!
I am officially in Dreamland.
And, I plan on posting from here regularly.
I am a Structure Constructor, Bridge Builder, Closet Consultor extraordinaire. The stage is finally set for me to move forward. This is a very exciting time!!
(The woman sitting at a table in front of me has appropriately lit up a cigarette in honor of finishing her meal. : )
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