I used to smoke maybe from 1 to 1.5 packs a day. I started experimenting with cigarettes at the age of 9 or 10. My cousin and I stole a stick from a Pall Mall pack and we started puffing and later huffing. It wasn't until I was in college that I stated to smoke occasionally. I was staying at a campus dorm and the 70s was the decade of new liberties and expressions of angst. Smoking was an accepted norm. You can even smoke inside an elevator or while riding a public transport and no one would mind. I was more of a second-hand smoker though for I was "smoked-at" by my father when I ride in his car.
It wasn't until the late 70s that I was a confirmed smoker. My course in college demanded that I keep late hours (sometimes no sleep at all) and what better way to keep awake than drinking cups and cups of black coffee and stick after stick after stick of cigarettes. I tried cigars too but I didn't like the smell.
My affair with cigarettes lasted (on and off) for decades! Here I am, finally a quitter. I don't smoke anymore. I quit in 2007.
It wasn't until the late 70s that I was a confirmed smoker. My course in college demanded that I keep late hours (sometimes no sleep at all) and what better way to keep awake than drinking cups and cups of black coffee and stick after stick after stick of cigarettes. I tried cigars too but I didn't like the smell.
My affair with cigarettes lasted (on and off) for decades! Here I am, finally a quitter. I don't smoke anymore. I quit in 2007.
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