I thought I had the need-to, need-to, need-to smoke thing completely beat. I don’t crave it with coffee, after dinner, while driving, etc., etc., etc.
But apparently I still do when I’m very, very, very angry.
And I am. Very, very, very angry.
It’s bad enough when I realize that my buttons are being purposely pushed. It’s [...]
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