The things that run through my head.

I sit here, in my clutter'd room staring at infomercials. Blankly staring and thinking, nothing relavent to what I am watching but I am thinking. I am watching, and suddenly have this urge to get up and walk despite my current heath condition. I need a cigarette, I need one to clear these thoughts out of my head. Too much is building up, so I want to clear it out.