I just had one of those moments where you smack yourself in the face with a realization you kind of wish you'd never had in the first place.
There's a new person in our building and every time she parks her car she gets out and has a smoke. And she drives a lot, so she seems to smoke a lot.
As she was stepping out of her car the other day and reaching into her bag for a cigarette I thought "man, it would suck to be so addicted to something like that." And then I walked into the kitchen to stuff my face full of a sugary treat.