Tonight, tonight.

Tonight is going to be a relaxing night. I can feel it in my bones. Is it 5 yet?
Beyond ready for a cigarette and a glass of wine.

Maybe tonight I'll get creative in the kitchen and create a culinary masterpiece.
Maybe I'll pretend I'm on chopped. That could be fun.

Idk. I'm delirious right now and rambling. I still have another hour and a half of work.
There's a random dude sitting in  my waiting room and he smells like cigarettes.
It's making me sad... I want one real bad now.