alonewiththemoon | (no subject)

I hate it when the across-the-street neighbor's cigarette smoke blows in our living room windows, but I try to deal with it by telling myself I needn't feel bad about practicing zills in exchange. I know the guy has a right to smoke on his own front porch, but I sincerely wish cigarettes had never been invented. Or at the very least, he'd go smoke in his backyard and get smoke in his own house instead of ours.