by Bill Dada
I may be smoke-free now, but I can still relate; it's not so bad if you can get one smoke before you run out. But to awaken with none in the house! Quick, have to run out and get a pack before the whole day goes to hell.
For another several hours of darkness after reading this piece. Morning is hard to face, foggy and even confusing sometimes.
I like your surrealistic twist on things. Where did you learn to write? Very unique, not to be confused with other things ...