Is it All About the Ritual?

I first started my love affair with nicotine with those now infamous tobacco sticks. I got entangled in the customs of this habitue with the observance of certain steps. Selecting the brand, searching for the correct cylinder of matured tobacco, unwrapping the transparent jacket, igniting the flame, inhaling the billowing smoke and then the great exhale followed by an instant endorphin rush. This compromising the essence of my observance.
When the switch to nasal snuff occurred, the ceremony altered. Painstakingly choosing the correct manufacturer's product, popping open the tin's top and enjoying the familiar aroma, removing the correct sized pinch, applying the correct pressure to delicately deposit the payload on the sinuses and finally the nic rush, all these being vital steps to the eventual payoff. There is a net gain when considering the delay of gratification versus the additional pleasures of this variety of tobacco. I thought I had perfected the protocol or at any rate ameliorated the practice.