I remember on my 18th birthday walking into a tobacco shop and buying my first legal pack of cloves. It was a liberating moment. I had also earlier that buy bought a journal. I went to a nearby pastry/coffee shop and smoked and wrote to my heart’s contentment. So today at year marker 24 I’m starting, for serious, this webspace. We’ll leave it at that. I’ll be reposting some writing I’ve done other places, so I’ll most likely just be throwing that stuff in at some point soon. One step at a time. So in the meantime I’ll try to spend at least a few moments of my 24th birthday smoking, and perhaps writing a bit more as well.
