Well, I survived. Only smoked one and a half cigarettes out of the three I allowed myself. And get this...I didn't even
enjoy them. It's as if my body is trying to tell my mind to give it up by hating the taste and coughing up its own lung. Go body! I am encouraged now that quitting does indeed seem possible.
P.S. Does anybody want to buy a P.O.S. truck?
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