stray strands of cat hair that glistened in the morning light on my bed. i sighed and rolled over to my nightstand to pull out a pack of menthols – three left. i guess i’ll have one. a pensive mood flowed over and filled the room. two years prior i had removed the smoke alarms in my condo, which was a direct violation of not only of the lease, but of my own safety. put my ashes in a Sanrio ashtray i bought off eBay.
i glanced over at my phone that was haphazardly tossed on the sheets beside me. three unread messages from my brother-in-law asking if i wanted to go for drinks tonight. i’ll respond later, maybe with a thumbs-up emoji so he knows i’m serious.