flashbak

"I was with Felipe, in the back of an interesting mans truck, he was driving along a southern road in Charlotte to my new, temporary place. It was a warm afternoon and the truck was nice. Felipe and I pulled out a pack of cigarettes and began to smoke and smile. It was so pleasant, exciting. not knowing what was around the corner. Being complete from loneliness and misunderstanding, comforted by a new friend. I felt good.
This man was interesting, I swear that petite, feisty, hispanic man in the front was his lover, but shit, who knows.This man was fierce and he had 3 boy sons. He spoke his mind, he did a little bit of partying drugs, and always seemed to have a hustle. Not to mention, he had big thick long ropes of dreads for hair. He was clean.
He said.. 'look at y'all stupid kids! don't know what to do with ya damn selves and ya think smoking cigarettes is so damn cool! y'all are stupid! you need to just grab ya balls! or ya privates! and chill the hell out! you are alive! ...wasting all that energy into a damn cigarette!' ... it was crazy cuz, i understood him.
I still enjoy cigarettes (from time to time, an adult pleasure i call them), but i know that addiction is something I don't want. They really fuck ya body up.
Anyways, I had an interesting 3 weeks after that, slightly homeless, never jobless, but getting to know myself.
Lonely times I wouldn't change for the world."