And there I was, kicking back, staring at my wall while smoking a joint. I deeply inhale, hold my breath, and exhale…blowing a giant cloud of loveliness into the room. I smile, and bring my glass of whisky to my lips. I savor the warm embrace of the spirit filling my soul. I lean back, close my eyes, and contemplate the glorious victories yet to come.
No kidding. I have the neighborhood deli delivering me lunch for free everyday. Go figure.