As a teenager I used to have the occasional cigarette when I had a shit day. Then during my university days, I became a social smoker - drinking when going out and having a drink. Then during my first job, I lived with a smoker in a flatshare, who smoked in the living room and I somehow got into the habit of smoking at home in the evenings, too.
And then I stopped completely.
I bought a pack of fags when I moved to Rosenheim. I can't even remember why. But only smoked one so far. And then tonight, after a crap day, I had another one. Unfortunately, it has now exactly lifted my mood. Ah well, worth a try...
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