I’m tired of smoking. I’m sick of my good clothing smelling like smoke. I hate bumming out cigarettes to other people because they know I’ve got good ones. I’m tired of spending the money. I’m tired of being subject to the nicotine. I’m sick of “cutting back” to a very manageable amount only to creep back up to more than I’m comfortable with. I’m fed up with trying to sneak them around disapproving family members just to be sensitive of their feelings. I’m sick of standing out in the rain and the cold and the +100-degree heat just because I’ve got to get that fix. I’m tired of that extra bulge in my pocket where I keep my cigarette case and lighter. I hate being tethered to the smoke shop because I can’t stand the cigarettes that they sell at the gas station. I’ve said before that if what I smoke was no longer available I’d just quit. I’ve threatened to quit if the price of the tobacco went up to certain benchmarks. My current cut-off is $10.00/pack. My smokes are sitting at just over $7.50 right now. Studies say that quitting by the age of 35 will lead to lifestyles as healthy as someone who never took up the habit, and I’ve had a long-term goal of quitting before my 35th birthday. I’m 33 now. I’ve intended to quit for a long time now, but knew that I simply didn’t have the motivation. I am not by any means required to keep it up for another two years or whenever the pack hits that magical $10.00-mark. I all but quit caffeine largely by accident, so it’s cousin stimulant should not be that hard as long as I’ve got the motivation. I’m flat-out pissed off at tobacco and I don’t have to take it anymore. But, dang it! I love my smokes! You’re probably wondering what brought this on. This weekend, I smoked like a fish. I don’t know how I went through that much tobacco, but I smoked a lot. No more. As soon as I publish this, I’m going to put what’s left of my cigarettes in my humidor and see what I can do. If I give into temptation and smoke them up before the weekend, that’s just tough. If I never touch them again, I’ll likely frame what I’ve got left and hang it on the wall.
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