> breathless

/ my only friend for the day: ye chair i bought from Ikea (as a prop), who accompanied me while i waited for my photographer to come ... slumped on it like a oiled-rag outside at the smoking area, puffing smokeclouds carelessly, cigarette dangling from numbed-fingers and me ready to snore at any given moment ... much to the delight of peeps whom eyed me with glee and surprise ... am always glad