I'm giving smoking one last ditch attempt. I know I've said this before but I'm serious this time.
I need to smoke. I don't need cigarettes specifically, I need something to occupy my hands and my mind. Something to run out of, something to have to run out to the store to pick up another pack of, something to do when I'm stuck waiting for my ride, somewhere to go when my table empties out to bathroom and smoke breaks and I'm left fiddling with my cell phone.