It's like you work your ass off all day. People screaming at you "where's my this, where's my that. Why haven't you answered my e-mail that I sent you 7 seconds ago?" And in all that chaos. All that frenzy. Smoking was more than a habit. It was... It was a place to go. I could just shut out the rest of the world, and just find a little square bit of time, and peace, for me. Just a little bit.