March 23, 2004
Smoking always came easy to me – you always hear stories about how first time smokers have to hack and cough their way through their cigarette, forcing themselves to choke down the smoke of dozens of half finished packs. Somehow I never experienced that; from the first flare of a match, smoking was purely pleasurable. The smoke curling away from the burning ember poised between your fingers, burning slowing into your lungs; that heady first rush to your head as the nicotine hits your bloodstream, the worlds suddenly sharper and more intense. It's a hedonistic and deadly burning pleasure of flame.