i have stopped being a cigarette slut. i just can't smoke other brands of cigarettes - no matter how good. makes me slightly sad thinking of all the fun i may be missing out on. and this streak of commitment shows itself at a time when i no longer smoke more than two cigarettes a day. some days its down to one.
going downstairs for a smoke at two in the afternoon is downright hazardous. walking across to the other side of the road felt like i was swimming through fire. watching fat marwari ladies in magenta and lime green saris made me feel like someone was putting hot skewers through my eyeballs. they reciprocated the feeling with heartfelt enthusiasm.
someday i'll quit smoking entirely and use cigarettes solely for sticking the lit ends into people. when i'm done with them, i'll make them eat the filters.