Woke up this morning, fully rested; started the day off my checking my email. I received an e-card that lit a smile, so I hastily grabbed my coat and lit a cigarette outback. A beautiful day out, plenty of sunshine, streaks of clouds scattered about, I felt peace. Then, the cigarette started making me sick � for it does that in the morning� Which lead to my foiled � or shall I say failed - attempt in quitting smoking. I still want to quit, yet�smoking still appeals to me. I enjoy smoking alone the most, outside. Ah...again, I�m losing it, I can�t express my words quite the way I want. Each time I try, the words come out jumbled and contorted. Maybe some peptol bismol would help.

I had more to say earlier, but I seemed to have forgotten�oh, now I remember.
Another thing I shall miss about being at home: my secluded cig breaks out the back, with my guitar. The trees, the squirrels my only audience; at night, the moon and the stars�

Good morning.