Tuesday, February 2, 2016

20160202 11am = you do the math

No, I'm no longer excited about my quit. Why? I don't know. Maybe because part of me just wants to be a smoker again. Some times, on my terms though, and without the hacking cough. Ugghhhh. Sitting outside a 7-11. Watching the smokers. It's so embarrassing. I know they don't want to suffer from that next withdrawal. And here I am as close to free as I can get, and I am still debating going in to buy a pack.  My appointment's in 9 minutes. Plenty of time. The struggle is real.  I want to but I don't want to, and no, I'm not gonna just buy a pack, just in case. Then I might smoke just for the lame reason of well I have them right here. If I am going to blow this quit wide open, there's gonna be a valid reason, that's for sure. Yes, I think about it a good amount, but I wouldn't even say a lot.  And I smoked for 30+ years. It might just take a while.