Cigarette.-

Every time I try to resist the unknown, I fail, although I know it can take me to a not very favorable state. I am not only referring to the mental state, also how the body alters through the thought. This thought begins even before to meet with that implacable destination.

When at first time I felt the derisory smoke that tickled my lips, and that walked the cavities of my head leaving all impregnated with satisfaction, I admit that it was not a great thing. I believe that more worth living to remember that now, although lasted half a minute. I say with absolute security that "it wasn’t great thing" for a thousand times can repeat the action of putting a cigar in my mouth and lay out a weak -if it compares with the wind- puff. But that is not the issue that concerns me, is the "why" i don't make such action so vain if it is something as simple and desired. I know very well that the cigar, long-term, kills, although depends on the amount and frequency with which they smoke, but obviously I don’t stay quiet with that.  

The dilemma is doing it or not, and if this... will give me just a satisfactory moment (voluntary) or feed a sequence of whims (unintentional)? As I said, I fail when I intend to divert of my way what is "unknown" and it produces me a bit suspicion, because it could be more independent to the situation’s unbelievable factors, but here I’m contradicting, because there I find as "exquisite" of the situation. It is not easy refuse to those attempts that are presented each minute, every day... 

In this way i come before that smoking candy, which I still don’t take between my fingers and I still don’t steel to my mouth... I am not yet leave wrap by this paltry whim that could bring me to a gray and dark cloud or to a half-a-minute burst.