Interesting. None of my friends smoke any more, with the last having quit two years ago after a long struggle and then reading Alan Carr's book and working with patches and gum. Cold turkey quitting hasn't been the norm. Most have tapered off.

And no, I don't really even 'want' a cigarette. I know what addiction is, in that I feel this strong pull towards sweet stuff. I must have any kind of dessert, and if I see a novel food, I must eat it. I just must. It's like a fugue state. Try as I might I fall. Also with online validation for comments I write or stories I tell. The dopamine hit from an upvote has a debilitating hold on me.

But with no drugs have I felt this desire. Not even shrooms which I enjoy or MDMA which has been my all time favourite. I have some shrooms and some LSD in my fridge so I can partake any time. I just don't.

I'm amenable to the Rat Park hypothesis too. Maybe it's all Rat Park stuff.