I get it. I really do. Smoking sucks the life out of you. Literally.
...and yet.
I do miss it. It had a remarkable ability to break through the energetic barrier I have around me. It was a way to overcome my fear of connection.
That moment at some party, or bar, or airport waiting lounge (way way back in the day) when I could casually and almost absent mindedly lean close to some strange beautiful man and say…” got a light?”....and that instant he checks it out, makes a decision, and leans in and with a gruff “sure” holds out his hand for me to cup with both of mine as I touch the tip of my Marlboro to the flame and shift my gaze up into his, grin and creak out a “thanks!”...
Now if someone could figure out a way to do that with cam I would be all in….
