Smoking.

I've been smoking alot lately. I'm not sure why. Maybe I think it's cool? But that's ridiculous. If anything, smoking is so not cool now a days.

Am I trying to become something else? One of those beatnik poets who smoke and write all the time? Or maybe more of a Carrie Bradshaw?[On a side note, I really need to stop talking about Sex in the City.]

Maybe it's just a college thing? Alot of people pick up smoking in college, and then leave it there too. Maybe it's because I've been partying a bit more? Or at all?

Likes and Dislikes.
-It relaxes me. -Sometimes I get too lightheaded and want to puke.
-It gives me something to do with my hands. -It makes my fingers smell.
-I like watching the smoke. -The smoke bothers me when it goes up my nose.
-Alot of people don't like it. -Alot of people don't like it.
-Sometimes my mouth tastes weird after.

Eh, I don't know.

Blackbird.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
you will be waiting for this moment to arrive.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life
you will be waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly.
Blackbird fly.
Into the light of the dark black night.

I thought I heard gun shots as I sat outside and smoked. I love smoking.