I woke up with "one" on the brain. I told myself I will not move out of the bed until I got over it and that had to be pretty quick because well the bathroom was yelling my name lol I'm finally up and glad that thought is gone away. I don't want to smoke anymore so im not. I thought real hard in my last relapse. I focused on it the smell, the burn, the taste the grossness built up in the filter not to mention my lungs and mouth and all of which is unappealing to me. When I think of "just one" now I remember my last one and how that's not me anymore. Have a great hump day!