I woke up in a bakery they do start early, the aroma of bread is wonderful, they were also making cakes, whipping creams. Napoleon cakes and Danish pastry, black forest gateau and other pastries I have as a child looking through the windows of a bakery shops admired. Too much, I walked outside and lit a ***, inhaled deeply and the tobacco soothed my mind, giving me a feeling of fullness. It was only then I remembered I have diabetes, a heart problem and have not smoked for 15 years. Has it been worth it this forgoing of the good thing in life; I’m not sure, it may extend my life for a few more years of pain and misery, will I die regretting the cakes I didn’t eat and the **** I didn’t smoke?