Went to a strawberry patch with my mom after Water Boy and I got home from his last day of daycare. And I bummed some from her, but just smoked with her, didn’t bring any home. I feel a little guilty, but I didn’t spend money to do it, so not too guilty.
I think about smoking all the time, at random times, waking up, falling asleep. Just typing this, I want a cigarette, and I don’t even smoke in the house. But if I had one right now, I would light up.