I like to think of fire held in a man's hand. Fire, a dangerous
force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a
man sits alone, watching the smoke of a cigarette, thinking. I wonder
what great things have come from such hours. When a man thinks, there
is a spot of fire alive in his mind--and it is proper that he should
have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression.
22 degrees?!? Fuck yeah! I'm headed to the roof with a book, a rumba, and of course a pack of smokes. Yipee!
force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a
man sits alone, watching the smoke of a cigarette, thinking. I wonder
what great things have come from such hours. When a man thinks, there
is a spot of fire alive in his mind--and it is proper that he should
have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression.
22 degrees?!? Fuck yeah! I'm headed to the roof with a book, a rumba, and of course a pack of smokes. Yipee!
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if i don't talk to you somehow beforehand, please have fun and be safe on your house-building excursion. i hope it gives you what you need from the trip.
and when you get back we should plan another night of high culture. i had a blast with our last one.