Since arriving in the States and especially after touring my pristine and smoke-free campus of my alma mater, I feel like an alien for smoking--like it is something as antiquated as belladonna or opium dens. One is generally shamed into not smoking in public areas, even for a lack of signage. I am sure people look at me and shake their heads, feeling sorry for the poor alchemist who has still not learned to give up the habit.
