Crater Face

I've got a zit smack dab in the middle of my nose. I can safely say I've never had one of these before and am not looking forward to it's aftermath. As of now, its in the beginning stages...you know, hurts a little, palpable bump...it's like a monster hiding in the depths of a dark wooded area waiting patiently to pounce all over my nonassuming schnaz. In other news...

This guy stopped me on the street tonight on 7th ave. and asked me for a smoke...he had a whole long speech prepared about being in some group and he's only supposed to smoke 5 a day and...I don't know the rest. I think he really wanted to share his story and I just didn't care. Anyone with a long story about a cigarette, well I should have run to tell you the truth. I found myself wondering though if it was the sixth of the day I'd just handed over to him. Whether that one cigarette would now spark a tumultuous tailspin in this man's life ending him in divorce, ostracism and death. I wondered if that Sixth Cigarette could be the one that put him over the edge you know, in the group, and they would shun him as he told his 12-step friends that he failed the mission and they forced him back down the ladder to commingle with the yellow belts.