Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Yesterday Was The Best Day Of The Week

I got a big box of cigars after sleeping in late. I didn't have to work. I cleaned. I went to the smoke room and got some tea, then proceeded to try two new cigars over the course of six hours spent reading Faulkner and writing writing writing. I sat on a BIG overstuffed couch that was so comfortable I almost fell asleep a bunch of times despite my twelve plus hours of sleep the night before. It was so relaxing and so needed and so beautiful the way the smoke curled around the sconces, the drums, the coloumns. I had a giant gingerbread cookie. I was alone. It was perfect.

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