smoke gets in your mind
I want a cigarette in the worst way. Out of nowhere, almost seven months to the day I quit, this craving smacks me upside the head.
Oh, to feel the pull of nicotine as I suck one down. To blow smoke rings. To feel that first burn in my throat in lungs as I light up...
No, I won't.
But it's driving me crazy. Where the hell this came from, I don't know.
I would kill someone for a Marlboro Menthol Light right now. Kill. With no remorse.