Recently reacquainted with a long lost friend. Been almost a year since some time did we spend. Not really needed on daily basis but enjoying periodic vists to your oasis.
Drawing you deep inside me. Filling up my lungs. Sweet smokey aroma burning away tension and leaving with your periodic ascension to the sun.
Pulse ever increasing and heaviness ceasing. Each draw becomes more pleasing and thoughts within easing. The nicotine appeasing the stress contained inside. Just sitting back and enjoying of the ride.
Probably not a good thing to accustom one's self with. Causing nothing good in the long run and creating a deeper pit. The deeper you allow yourself to go the harder to get out of it. For now in here will I rest and sit.
But at this moment in time I do not really care anymore. Just enjoying being able to relax down to my core. Able to sleep easier because no turning over of ideas in my mind. I guess that is ultimately what I am trying to find. Getting necessary rest so I am not tired all the time.
What is the point of winding one's self up and not allowing to unwind?
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