I’m quitting smoking this weekend. Again. I started, Again, when my Dad fell sick, and it’s overdue that I should stop. Again.
I feel like 25 different types of carefully hand-crafted, directly imported, individually-wrapped-for-your-convenience crap. Again.
But that will go away. Again.
So. Awkward. What day is it, Again?
There’s confidence that you can do it! And the crap feeling…at least the non-smoking proponents will say that you are at least a healthier, smoke free rosy colored crap!
Much success, Murray!
“So. Awkward. What day is it, Again?”
LEt me take a wild stab at this one – Day 19?
How’s the addiction coming along Midnight? Still going strong or have you taken out the gum and the patches and are now in nicotine heaven?
I have good days and bad days, I guess. I think I’ll be a lifelong ‘smoker’, but hopefully one that isn’t smoking.