I ran out of cigarettes on the drive home from the Meteor Shower on November 19. I had three (give or take) while was at home for Christmas, and another half-dozen this past weekend while BP was here.
The urge never goes away. I really want a smoke, but just less than I want to not walk all the way to 7-11.
I figure that’s an improvement.
I am always curious with smokers. How did you start smoking? What made you get past your bodies obvious rejection of smoke coming into your lungs long enough to become accustomed to it? I have never understood this.
By the way this is totally not a judgement thing it is a curiousity thing. I am that odd duck, an asthmatic that champions smoker’s rights.
I really don’t have a good answer for ya, Dave, because there’s really no good reason for it. I’ve actually written about that a few times here, but this post from last October will give you the backstory: Sociology of Smoking
Wow after reading that I want a cigarette…. bastard.
You’ve recently retooled the site, were the archives on the old one?
Usually if I find someone I like reading I will consume everything they have ever written and I hadn’t read that post. I would have remembered it.
I just changed the look a little bit - the layout and content are all the same. I’d be impressed if you read the whole backlog, though - not because I write a whole lot, but because a whole lot of what I DO write is crap.
I just read your backstory and I agree with that Brock — there is a social aspect of smoking. I’ve never smoked, but I know that the social aspect is why my ex-boyfriend and my brother do — and unfortunately the nicotine or taste is why they haven’t quit.
It also amuses me when people act like you don’t know it’s unhealthy when people that smoke clearly know. They either don’t care or they can’t get themselves to quit regardless.
Nice post Brock — same to the old one — good narrative.