(This photo belongs to © Chasiti Moore/BiPolar BiMoxie Photography)
Do not steal.
Here’s one of the pictures from last night’s trip to Montrose Harbor with Walt and Tamara. Walt and me sat there, two broke ass Mississippians, smoking a cigarette. Each hit I inhaled; as the smoke filled my lungs and warmed my cold body, It was like breathing in a memory that I’ll never forget. I live in Iowa now, far from home, far from some of the best friends I have. Being in Chicago with a good friend from home who shares the same love for the same city as me, was one of the better moments in my existence. This weekend has been great.