As Time Goes By...

Saturday night, I sat across from the kitchen at the living room floor under the window, taking a long drag and blowing the smoke lazily. The oven heating element glowed in the dark, dimly lit up the kitchen, and then slowly faded into darkness again. There I sat, smoked and totally hypnotized by that cyclical glowing. I felt time ticked away, second by second.




Mmm... the aroma of the cinnimon...

I was baking a carrot cake.