1:30am front porch cigar break

Ah, it was just what I needed...on a sparkling clear, yet rain shower-fresh, unseasonably mild 45-degree night. I sat on the front porch on the bench, smoking the rest of my Macanudo, staring up at the Big Dipper, looking at the lights of NYC, thinking about college (as cigars always make me do), wishing my friends lived nearby. It was relaxing, wonderful, yet...as usual...a tad melancholy.