The red bud of the cigaret gave me something to look at. As it slowly takes over my body. It was a choice to leave the house on a summer night where clothes made no difference to the cold that would penetrate my bones. It was worth it though. The comfort of nicotine digs deeper into our needs and pushes my mind to a state a normal day would fail to bring.
Sounds echoed in the darkness of the AM. Everyone sleeps but a pack of dogs comes for its nightly routine of foraging and scavanging. One seems to lead but not command.
Each of them assuming their positions for the favour of the pack yet all of them were acting as individualists. Five or six of them would each take their turn pushing on the garbage bins some even brave enough to jump towards them. I wonder how humans feel when they see their work by day break. I wonder if they gave a flying care towards those humans. I even wondered what they were considered in the dogs eyes.
The cigarette stays in my hand. At 3 am i would not want to let it go or waste the time i had with it. Its reddish glow was a sign of its committment for my needs and my responsibility towards not wasting its delishousness . I take the last of puffs remaining cherishing its short life, burnt literally for my sake. My movementa gained the attention of one. He woild glare at me as i threw the cigarett on the road, yet he was more amazed by me as i was in awe by him. The leader remained in the mix, fully trusting him to be the lookout and unfased by my existence or anything else that showed no threat.
I chose to endure the cold thinking me and the dog would be sharing a bond. A respect towards him grew as everyone foraged the trash after succeeding to tip the barrels,yet his eyes didnt leave mine. I wanted to meet him,get to know him but i knew he was from a world different than mine. Eventually he would break eye contact as the leader would decide to make a move. Without hesitation he would follow making sure everyone entered the bushes before him making one last glimpse of a man who while wrapped in cloth instead of fur had stayed there to share the time he had with a pack of strays trying to find their own way in a society that doesnt serve any but itself.
