I am smoking too many smokes. I smoke about 4 an hour, all day.Nothing new: I can still hear the ball from basketball being playing on the street outside by the hood's kids. Today i had a pause: what is real life, the real world? Is it war, is it police brutality, is it alien fantasies that make one feel good, is it a dreamworld where we are happy and safe? What is the real world for my neighbours? How do they understand life? What do they make of it in actions and beliefs?