With nothing but our ears and eyes to guide us through this video you can watch my movements and hear the sounds of me smoking a ciggerette all alone. My lips are the only things to keep me company as I lick my fingers and touch them, tracing them, creating moisture and gathering spit bubbles. The smoke fills the silence in the room with seductive trails of letters forming words across lense. Stillness is surrounding me with more smoke as I french inhale the thick fog into my nose like a dragon in deep thought