The first warm day of spring flirted with my senses when I stepped out the door. The smell of sunshine bouncing off the wet grass, fog lifting, and blossoms dancing in the breeze surrounding me.
Summer was on its way and the bleak days of winter were finally over. As though a dark sheet had been lifted off of the plants and trees the lawn and fields shone with a new energy.
This bright day would bring big smiles, windows down, and coats traded for t-shirts. It was the beginning of lunch break walks, summer plans, sleeveless shirts, and sandals.
Lunches would be outside, coffee breaks would be longer, smoke breaks sweeter.
Smoke breaks sweeter.
Warm weather made smoking that much sweeter.
Standing outside with the sun shining down, hot on my skin. Coffee clasp casually in one hand, cigarette held loosely in the other. Laughing.
While I burned away working hours inhaling smoke.
While I burned away my life inhaling smoke.