imagine staring at a kid holding an ice cream cone that appears to be the flavor you love. you don’t really eat ice cream anymore.. cuz it kinda upsets your stomach and sweets really aren’t your thing.
then imagine tackling the kid, stealing his cone, and running away maniacally with cone in hand. that’s how nicotine cravings feel. it’s amusing to a point… the tough part, or so i’ve heard, is when you lose the gumption to put up with the imagination (that’s 2 weeks from now).
half of me wants to tackle that kid and rip the ice cream out of his hand, and the other half wants to shove the cold substance into his face so he gets a headache and never eats the ice cream again.
