I Miss Smoking

But I also miss wanting to smoke. I don't even think a cigarette will be pleasurable. I can't make myself believe it will be the thing I need. I think the ads have worked on me.

Not like it would be good if I was still fighting cravings. It's good they're gone. It's good this long battle is over.

But I miss having that thing that comforted me in times of sadness, stress, boredom, anger, even happiness -- any kind of emotional extremis. I miss having something to resort to. I miss being unhealthy. I miss other people smoking too. I miss the whole smoking world.