I'm an addict

I don't have allergies. I don't have a cold.  I don't have any plausible reason to continue go through a pack a day, but I do.  That's right I've discovered the perfect pink, rose perfumed, tissues - and I love them!  I bought them on accident one day when I was just in need of a couple of tissues, but had to buy a larger supply and yes, I was attracted to the color.  I thought they were pretty. 

Then I used them and was horrified by an overwhelming smell of 'grandma' in the elevator.  A few seconds later I realized that the abuela before me hadn't over-spritzed her perfume, but my tissue was infused with aromas.  

It was repulsive at first, but as I am finishing my last travel pack of little pink perfumed tissues, I'm about to go in search for some more just like it.  Without any true need for them, I'm more prone to buy them now than ever.  I kind of think that's what addictions are all about.  They almost never have to do with things that are actually necessary to livelihood, but they feel good just the same.