Bah!

I woke up with two distinct headaches in my head. Just right above my temple. Hiding underneath a blanket of my thick and unruly hair.

I was quite a moody person actually that day. I can feel the jolly jolly mood prancing around me, scattering petals of spring flowers stowed in a ribbon-clad basket, freshly picked from the highest mountain peaks. As I burn every petal with this devious mood. I feel like I am growing horns.

Luck has decided to hide around corners of halls and underneath staircases. As battalions of annoyances marched forth towards me. I got a stick of cigarette and lit up. Inhaling and exhaling the sweet smoke filled with nicotine. Intoxicating? yes. Satisfying? yes.

My eyes followed the stream of smoke coming from my cigarette as it led my eyes to the unfailing brilliance of the moon. The sky is clear. The moon almost full.

"That's why!", I thought. Answers flooded my mind.