I counted 8 smokers on the piazza, today. I envied them. I felt naked. I didn't smoke, I sat and listened to the radio. It was warm, and pleasant out, the students were not as pretty as yesterday. I felt naked without the the ciggerate.

I am waiting for the week to wind down..

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