My Refuge

So I know I said I'm quitting smoking. And as much as I understand accepting a new cigarette as a gift contradicts that, but it's a cigarette holder. I'm kind of a sucker for them. Any who. This is my new room. It's small, and perfect in many ways. Also, this is my "Alaskan" beer, and I'm pretty happy about that too. Today I went to the wake of a boy I dated in middle school. I didn't really want to go. But, I felt that if I didn't I might regret it. I stayed long enough to watch his girlfriend of two years heart break, understand that he was essentially the star child of his family, and reminisce. Contrary to the habits of society, there aren't too many people I've encountered thus far in my life that I'd genuinely be able to say this of if they passed, but he was a great guy. See you at the crossroads KB.