All these recent posts about our tricky minds reminded me of a dream I had last night. I was in line at a convenience store behind a woman who asked the clerk for a pack of her cigarettes. The clerk said it was cheaper per pack to buy a carton, and the woman said, “No thanks, I’m trying to quit. If I buy the carton, I’ll smoke them all”. When I woke up, I remembered how I lied to myself that way for years. For 30 some years I always bought cartons. Then 12 years ago, I got “serious” about quitting again. Told myself I would only buy one pack and quit after that. Then I bought one more pack. Then one more. At 15 cigarettes a day, times 365 days in a year, divided by 20 cigarettes in a pack, times 10 years – that’s 2,740 times I told myself this is the last pack I’m buying! What's that old saying about doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? 
