I just woke up from this horrid dream. For the first time since the early days of my quit I had a smoking dream:...i was a teenager in my old house, living with my parents, and I lit up in the living room in front of the tv set. The smell and the taste absolutely revolted me!!!! I immediately opened the windows of the room, then I smoked another one, and another one. It was so gross. I was relieved to wale up and realize it was an awful dream!!!! Strange how the mind works. In the throes of No Man’s Land, 70 days quit, and i have this strange dream! There’s no way I’d want to be a teenager again, let alone smoke again!!!!! Hopefully I can fall back asleep and have a normal dream lmao. Ok just wanted to share. See you all in the morning. Love to everyone!!!!