It does get harder. The mind distorts memories of reality with time. You look back to smoking and you miss it like a relationship passed. As a recovering opiate addict, I come to miss the drama from time-to-time. Even the relief of withdrawals and the moments leading up to it. The anticipation, the thrill, the masochistic tendency, a codependence. I come to realize that the drama and self-harm disrupted the monotony of life efficiently. The next fix was my reason to lived and I lusted after it. The more time passes, the more vigilant I must be. It is no different with tobacco, and tobacco being available at every gas station and corner store doesn't help one bit...