It's been, what three years? (Possibly more because I'm terrible at remembering how long it has been.) Why do I suddenly find myself pre-occupied, fighting off a desire for nicotine? I'm fondly remembering the nice turkish blend I used to get, but worse than that, the cheap crap that most people smoke has started to smell wonderful again. I really don't need this again.
Being relatively sure that things are going to end badly doesn't help either.
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