234 days - onward to 567

I love it when time/day/date numbers are a series of numbers.

234 is good.

I'm still free of smoking, of nicotine, and I'm keeping my wits about me.

I'm glad to be here, to share.

Just remember this: sometimes, quitting is cool.

231 days as a non-smoker: The dreams return

It's day 231. The vivid smoking dreams I had in the first month have long faded.

Somehow or another, the dreams have resurfaced.

Inevitably, I start having a bizarre dream, then during it all, I suddenly decide to light up a smoke (like, "it's a natural thing to do."). Then, I remember that smoking isn't natural or good - the addict is talking.

The best part is, though, when I wake myself up and think: "I didn't really smoke... whew, it was only a dream."

I'm glad to be free from smokes.

Day 224 - Why not-special is special

Seriously: I feel special for staying away from nicotine. But why? Zillions of people go through their entire lives without nicotine - aren't they special? After all, I did start smoking on my own (well, with lots of help from my friends, lying tobacco-funded studies, lying tobacco-funded doctors and lawyers, but that's another story).

So, does quitting smoking make a person special? Well, to be truthful, maybe.

Life is good without smokes. Breathing and smelling good is cool, too.

Quitting Smoking is contageous...

A friend of mine at work has quit smoking for about two weeks. She's using Chantix.

She's optimistic. She smoked 15 years and is on the road to recovery.

Awesome.

My stat? 221 days and counting. How cool is that?