what could be better? the rush of battle, the warmth of blood, the taste of victory. your opponent lies still in a slurry of blood, sweat, and mud. the world is a little better off than it was mere moments ago.
ah yes now it is time to sleep. I like the act of blowing it out as well as the smell that follows. I do however find myself anxious to not accidentally fall asleep while it's lit, sometimes I wish I could sleep with it still going.
