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May 25, 2005
Parliament is Now in Session
Sometimes I wish I was still a smoker. I ate lunch outside today (if Baked Lays, a blueberry muffin and a Gatorade is considered lunch). It's a nice day, a little breezy, but still very nice. There were a lot of smokers outside...some stand by themselves or in little groups, others sit at the glass top tables blowing contented clouds of nicotine and tobacco in my direction. I remember those days, trouble free days for the most part, when the only worry was losing your lighter or realizing that the OAR song you'd just downloaded off Napster wasn't the one you wanted. When I see people smoking now, especially outside this twenty story hive full of worker bees, I almost automatically assume their lives must be fairly trouble free. I mean, if you've got time to stop your work day, ride the elevator down to the lobby and stand around outside leisurely smoking a cigarette...or two...or three ("one more for the road?" "sure! why not..."), then I can't imagine anything too pressing is going on in your life.
But maybe it's the opposite. When I smoked I would have argued that smoke breaks (especially those in between classes) were the only moments of sanity in my day. I'd get out of Statistics with ten minutes until Political Science, my brain would be shot to hell, but the moment the filter hit my lips and the flame shot up out of my plastic Bic, I was good to go. PolySci was ninety minutes long, which means half way through I'd have to excuse myself for a cigarette or two on the balcony deck of Jacobs Hall...just to get through to the next break. Everything in my life was pushing, pressing and pulling me...I had to smoke just to keep going.
My life is much more complicated than it was in college, but somehow I get through each day without a smoke. I guess it's just a choice (I'd rather decrease my chances of getting lung cancer...I'd rather be able to run without wheezing and hacking), but sometimes it would be nice to push away from my desk, take the elevator down to the lobby, and stand around outside with a Parliament in my right hand like I've got all the time in the world.
I could spend three dollars / and sity-three cents / on diet coca-cola / and unlit cigarettes
| By micah | 3:54 PM