
i need a cigarette
it used to be about smoking but it’s not that anymore. it’s about the break. the momentary distance from everything and everyone—the door shutting behind you, the weight slipping off your shoulders just enough to exhale without effort. when the day becomes too loud, when your inbox is full of questions you don’t have answers for, when your face hurts from holding expressions that don’t feel real, you reach for something that offers structure. six minutes. a lighter. inhale. exhale.outside, the c...