Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Two weeks without a smoke
And the past 4 days have been the hardest. Thought it would be getting easier by now... not harder. I so miss smoking. But I'm still not letting myself go buy a pack. I'm sure I wouldn't enjoy a cigarette as much as I think I would anyway. But I've smoked for half of my life. Cigarettes are like a dear old friend. Been there for me from the time I woke up until the time I went to sleep. I'm getting all teary eyed reminiscing.
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