week 13...post 13

I went outside one sunny day in early March, it was warm, but it was a crisp day out. I went outside to enjoy a cigarette by myself, and when I lit up my cigarette, I noticed someone else coming outside at the same time. Since this was early March, March Madness had just started so I thought I would strike up a conversation. I asked him what team he was rooting for and he said the Butler Bulldogs, seeing as he was from the area in Indianapolis where Butler was located. We talked for several minutes, enjoying our cigarettes and the day. After we were both done, we put our cigarettes out in the trash and said our goodbyes, never exchanging names, and never knowing anything about one another. All we did was bond as people who smoke, being friendly, and enjoying the surroundings.