Somewhere in Cage's many writings he talks about when he stopped smoking. He says something about how when the thought of having a cigarette would occur to him he would start laughing at the thought of smoking again.
I am, as I post this, smoking my last cigarette. Taking long hard drags. Feeling the smoke fill my lungs, holding it a bit longer than I usually do. Thinking about how it tastes, how it makes me lips feel, my chest, me head.
(...) [ minutes pass ]
I ground it out at 2:20.
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lay it on me/us