Boy Meets Evil

I parked near the entrance of the woods and popped open the bottle of vodka. I took a gulp before entering the woods towards my spot. I held a cigarette between my fingers and blew smoke in the shape of rings. I sat down on a log next to an old treehouse and laughed. I listened to my echo and smiled. This was the only part of my day that I enjoyed. Erasing the buzzing thoughts, the pressing people, and gaining some solitude.