Cheap smokes.

Another night turned to day. Once again. The usual guiltiness emerged while she bought early crackers from people who had recently woken up, while going to sleep. She had found herself in a quirky spot. Allergies, morning, no cell phone. And she wanted to share everything with him. The cat's embarassment, the baker's smile, the rising sun's colors on the morning sky. In the end, she decided to share them with the morning crackers, chewing them while slowly going to sleep.