Normally in my dream I say no to smoking. Last night I didn't see me smoke it but I put one smoked all the way through out in an ashtray for my sister to say at that point, hey I thought you gave up. I looked at her and looked at the fag butt and started crying as I hadn't meant to smoke.... woke myself up actually crying.

Our brains are crazy things and I did calm when I realized it wasn't real.

Intense way of reminding myself I do not want to be a smoker and relapse would devastate me. I wonder if this is why we have these dreams as our subconscious way of saying - hey, you don't want to do that. Food for thought.