One day I realized I wanted to quit, so I decided that I would quit the next weekend after a super bowl party. At the end of that night I gave the rest of the pack and my lighter to a smoker at the party and that was that. I got through the toughest cravings by literally putting my fingers to my lips and inhaling an imaginary cigarette. I’m sure I looked ridiculous but it worked perfectly. Seventeen years later I still haven’t had another. I occasionally smoke in my dreams but when that happens I am always disappointed with myself!