Smoking my first cigarette after traveling 6 hours - hotboxing my car

Description: Ugh it is so hard traveling, knowing that when i smoke my last cigarette before going into the airport that it'll be hours before i have another. from the last hit i savor the taste and feeling as long as i can. walking through, smelling the nicotine on all the smokers just about drives me over the edge. i try to sleep on the plane, but, knowing my next cigarette is that much closer keeps me energized. finally, the plane arrives. as we un-board the plane, i feel my heart pumping hard and fast as i taste my first cigarette with my thoughts. racing out, my husband follows my fast, short legs and closely as possible. we get to our car and immediately i grab out my pack of marlboro red shorts and spark it, but this time, i leave the window closed. my mind whirling with the clouds of smoke, my husband looking at me like i'm crazy. this... this was the moment i had been waiting for!