It has been 4 years since I quit.

And I still miss cigarettes. Starting the day with that 1st puff. Having one after a few beers.  Lighting up when life/job has kicked you in the ass. The ones you have right after a good meal. The 1st smoke of the day after you drank and smoked way too much the night before. The 30th one of a long assed day that burns a little and tastes harsh but scratches that itch just the same.

Then there is the cig outside at a wedding reception you got dragged to. You know, the events that you have go to but don't know anybody. You step outside and there is always a few people standing around getting some "air". You say "anyone got a light?" and you have made a new friend. Smokers are some of the most social people I have ever met. Most of all. I miss the work break cigarette. You Gather a co-worker or 2 and take that unpaid break. I know this annoys the hell out of some non-smokers. Call it a mini meeting and get over it. If I hadn't taken those breaks when I was in retail I would have been locked up for attempted murder more than once.

Smoke em' if you got em'