Okay people, this one will be brief. Round two commences in four cigarettes.
I feel ready…ish. I think if I just get over that day one hump, the initial urge will be gone. I hope.
I was outside smoking and I was looking at my reflection in the back door window, and you know, I am not attractive when I smoke. I think it’s the fact a burning stick of chemical-laced tobacco is dangling from my lips. Or, I just look like a giant douchebag. It’s probably the douchebag thing.
So. Four smokes left.
Wish me luck.