Let me know your thoughts.
As I lit what I knew would be my last cigarette, I had already made up
my mind of what was going to have to happen. My mind swirling with
possible outcomes, none of which seem obtainable or plausable. Just as
i begin to feel the burn of that first slow drag of that cigarette,
the cool night air sent a shiver up my spine. Being from a small town
in the mountains of colorado, I would have never expected that the
wind could do that to me. Now that I think about it, it wasn't the
wind, it was the realization of the choices I had made have brought me
to this moment. The moment before I go inside and have to kill another
human being.
