You know, I had to think about it. Is today Day 8 or Day 9? Or was it really day 7? I’m starting to lose track. I wrote about slipping yesterday and how it made me feel. I was surprised by how much the cigarette did not fill that need. It’s amazing to be so dependent on something for so long – to crave it and to feel irritable and grouchy about it and to finally cave and give into it only to discover, hey – that’s not really what I wanted after all. Makes you wonder what the heck … Continue reading →