Another day
Today I went to Geneva. I walked along the lake and smoked. I stopped smoking and throught out the rest of my cigarettes and lighter. I’d stopped smoking for a month. There were a lot of birds and the grass was nice on the parks sides next to the lake. I may be away for some time so I don’t know when I might come back. The Jet d’eau was on. It was all very picturesque. I walk homeward and I was thinking a lot. My thoughts made me bitter. Its not fun. My thoughts aren’t fun sometimes. The environment was really green(lots of green trees) and sunny after the rain, and beautiful. There was on place where I sat and looked over a panarama where I saw that.
I’m tired now. Going to go to bed.
