marlboro man

i had this dream last night about Marlboro Reds. yea, the cigarettes. it was weird. i was in some town and i was looking for someone. when i found him, he ended up being Diego Luna... who is adorable... but, in a way, it wasn't him. anyway, so i found him and we went back to his place. i think he was hurt and tired, so i put him in bed and then went searching for a quick store that sold the cigarettes for him. it was late and the streets were damp from an earlier rain. there were all of these things (people, clubs, etc.) that kept trying to derail my mission. i ended up finding a little store across the street from a club that was trying to lure me in. i bought the cigarettes and went back to him.

it's probably one of my most vivid and random dreams i've had in a very long time.

so, tonight, i got off of work --after cramming a weeks worth of hours in two days-- came home and took a hot bath. so, i'm in the tub, surrounded by sun ripened raspberry bubbles, and am running the sponge over me and all i'm thinking about is Marlboro Reds.

it's so weird. i don't even remember the last time i smoked them. when i was in high school i did for a bit, but quickly switch to Newports...because i was black and smoked weed. anyway, i quit for a long time and then started up again. the last time i smoked i was deep into Camel Turkish Golds...which are delicious...so i don't know.

maybe my heart desires a man who smokes them. if that's the case, then i need to move back home. they're rampant there. here everyone smokes Lucky Strikes or Camels or Native Spirits. either that or they're really pretentious and roll their own. i don't think i know anyone who smokes some good ol' Marlboro Reds. i think it'd be refreshing to see someone who did, though.