I was smoking analogs off and on and cutting back a great deal, a used to smoke a pack a day and yesterday only had 4. Last night was the final straw because I went into the living room to check on my dad and seen he had fallen asleep with a cigarette in his hand ! I tried to wake him but he was fast asleep, so I took it out of his hand. It wasn't burning anymore, but just think if he had dropped it onto the carpet or the couch. It very well could have started a fire. Just thinking of how many people have died over fires started by cigarettes and that my dad could be another made me filled with anger. Today I told him about it, he agreed to be more careful but then said that they changed cigarettes so they would die out if not smoked after a couple minutes. And while I heard that before I still think it wouldn't matter if the thing fell because it would have enough time anyway to start a fire. Well ever since then I told myself enough is enough. I haven't smoked at all today, and after that I do not crave anymore smokes. When I do crave, I think about how it effects peoples lives and that helps me carry on.