Had to quit the other day. At first it was cool because smoking took my mind to dimensions that I never knew existed. Often, I would have outer body experiences looking at myself sitting there. The addiction set in when I began to go through zips in a week solo. The last straw was when I wanted to try "moonrock" from my guy which ended up being a dud and a waste of a note. Thought to myself that I am too old to waste money like that to escape reality even though most of the time, I would just light up and listen to music. I do believe it is the best way to listen to music, especially songs made in the 70s and 80s. Now, I just work out. Lace up the gloves, skip some rope, do pushups, hit the bag instead of the joint.