You see, I know that I don't want to smoke. Then again, I think I know that I don't want to smoke but I've started romanticising the times that I used to smoke...anyone else do that? It's a bit like divorce, in that not all of the marriage was bad, just the last bit. Same with smoking, for me not all of it was bad, just the last bit which made me want to pack it in. I quite liked the smell of smoke and I love the smell of a cigar, perhaps it would help if I were revolted by all of those things...you know, smelly breath, hair, clothes, furnishings but I'm not and I would be lying if I said any different. And this isn't addiction talking, this is something I have to acknowledge about myself, I used to like smoking very much and no amount of health education was going to make me stop until I wanted to and nothing's changed about that, I wanted to stop and I want to stay stopped. It's just that some days...and this is one of those days. Am just having a bit of nostalgic melancholy which I know will pass because all the rest of packing in smoking is good and will keep me smoke free. And yes, it does help to write it out...Thanks, Zany.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 5/11/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 43
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 1,303
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] �215
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 5 [B]Hrs:[/B] 15 [B]Mins:[/B] 12 [B]Seconds:[/B] 53
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$297,661.00
Amount Saved
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Days: 5861
Hours: 16
Minutes: 8
Seconds: 42
Life Gained
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45794
Smoke Free Days
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915,880
Cigarettes Not Smoked
