No joke!! I had a dream last night that I was in a cafe in some podunk town, seemed like it was back in the '60's by the way the waitress was dressed, complete with a jacked-up hydraulic hairdo. I was sitting there and the couple at the next table asked if it was OK to smoke in there. The waitress said "sure, see, he's smoking" and gestured in my direction. I looked down and had a smoke in my hand, mostly gone. I freaked. I thought "Dammit, 5 months of no smokes, down the drain!!" I stubbed it out and headed out the door and was walking down the street, still mad that I had that smoke. And then...........I fired up another one!! Where did I get these from?? I don't smoke, I vape now. Why do I have these?? I frantically checked my pockets for my vape. Nothing. Dammit, they haven't been invented yet. And then I woke up, sweating and anxious. I got up, headed for my office and was relieved to see my vapes, all lined up and ready........and those phantom smokes nowhere to be seen. I hate freakin' nightmares. Danged cigarettes are even trying to lure me back in my sleep.