T'was the thirteenth day of February...
Today should be memorable. Today should be unique and historic. Today should be the first day of a completely new path and new beginnings. Because today, I crossed the third-month mark as a smoke-free person, which generally means you're in the clear to be smoke-free for life. But why oh why does it feel like just another day of craving that glorious sensation of the first drag hitting the back of your throat? And why does the thought of that tingling feeling that hits your lips as you exhale seem so exquisite? *sigh* 3 months. cheers, I suppose.
posted by Jinkerjacket @ 10:44 AM
3 Comments:
3 months already!!! time goes so fast...
put it this way, if you didn't smoke at your b-day party, you never need to smoke again..EVER...
i take it back...there are times like sitting on the beach at night and sipping on a beer while on vacation when there is a need to smoke...a DIRE need...
listen here lady..smoking is bad...and expensive..and bad! and you've quit..so if you start now, that means you quit quitting..and that can't be good for karma, let alone grammar....
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