My bus home leaves in 20 minutes. I feel like a new kind of traveller -- like I must look strange sitting on my huge backpack with my guitar and my cigarette as I scribble into a ratty old notebook. I kind of like it. I'm on some sort of adventure I suppose, although I dont feel like it's really started yet. It's okay though. I have half the country left to go and I sit here, 15 minutes from a busride home... contemplating chain-smoking to pass the time.
(written in my journal 20 minutes later)
I just realised that my watch is still set to east coast time. I still have an hour until my bus gets here. Who am I kidding? I'll spend my hour people watching. Yes, people watching and chain smoking... heh.. heh.. heh..
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YOU smoke? What the...
I mean, ok...my world isn't crumbling beneath me...Leslie! Smokes! Ok...its ok...hippies smoke and leslie is kinda hippie...
i'll survive.
That's just nasty. You're marveling over some twisted tree in a swamp as a marvel of creation and treating your body like crap.
you're absoloutely right, which is why after a couple days I was like -- what the hell am i doing?! I'm not smoking, don't worry!!
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