Day Two goes a bit better. I can still feel that the old brain cells are not firing, but I’m becoming less aware that my skin is crawling and like I want to leap at someone. This leaping thing might be good, given the right context, but I don’t think that’s what my body is thinking right now. I hid out in my office most of the day and occasionally ventured into other areas, where I found a nice poem of encouragement written on the whiteboard to help me in my quit smoking efforts…yesterday, I would have hurled something at the board, but today, I just smiled and said, “Ah, that’s sweet, thanks,” and only wanted to hurl something through the board.
Have a lot to get done tonight—so, I’ll just bid you a pleasant tomorrow—I know mine will be.
Smoking is one of the leading causes of statistics.
~ Fletcher Knebel
Published on: Jul 26, 2006
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