JAMES
I tossed and turned in bed, unable to find sleep. The events of the past weeks consumed my mind, replaying them over and over. Leaving Destiny to sleep undisturbed , I ventured out onto the porch. The cool night air caressed my skin as I searched for my hidden stash of cigarettes. Finally finding them, I lit one and took a few drags. However, the taste made me feel nauseous, prompting me to stub it out in a nearby flowerpot. Even the simple pleasure of smoking had been tainted. What had become of me?
