Maybe I Am A Weak Sister

I have a dirty little secret. I still crave cigarettes. I have been a non-smoker more than a smoker for the last twenty-five years or so, but I know I am still under their spell.

Every time we we go to either Las Vegas or Mexico I struggle with the demon. Sometimes I do fine (like our last trip) and sometimes I buy a pack and make myself sick.

I worry that once we move there for good I will have trouble overcoming the urge.


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