I keep having these dreams where I'm falling in love with people that I don't know in real life (my mind has been making them up). Or at least having flings of some sort. I don't really remember my previous ones, but the one I had last night I had this thing with a rather cute looking Christian and I really liked him except I found out he smoked cigarettes (and was trying to stop? I think) but I still liked him. Which brings me to my point - a friend asked me before if I would go out with someone who smoked.
Probably. Other than knowing that that other person is slowly killing themselves, there isn't much of a problem. Smoking doesn't define a person either - I've met quite a handful of really awesome people, yet they smoked. If I lived in Taiwan and didn't go to church, I would without doubt smoke - since basically so many of my adult relatives do, as do many youth there. However, me living the life I've been given, I would never smoke myself, with all these physical problems that I have of course I can't. If I do end up going out with someone who smoked I'd definitely try to get them to stop as well. And I'll be praying.
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