The thought will come to me, and in reality it's the only time I can control my urges to smoke, is in the morning. Four hours have gone by since I woke, and I still haven't gotten stoned. No doubt I love the morning smokage, hence the indifference that follows when I don't pick up the pipe. It's nothing I'm ashamed of or even really concerned about. I just like to feel that I'm breaking through to the mature side of usage.