Sorry, I have no rhyme for this title. Ha!
No smoking, still!
I did dream that I smoked two cigarettes, and in my dream, I was so pissed at myself.
The relief I felt upon waking up, and finding it was just a dream, was huge. I felt like I betrayed myself, for smoking. See, my dreams are still very vivid, even though they aren't super crazy.
I just put my last patch of week one on, before leaving for work today. It's amazing. I can't believe I've gone so long without giving in to temptation. To say I'm merely proud of myself, would be an understatement.
Little things I've noticed about myself, today: my face is more clear, and smooth. My teeth are whiter than ever. Yay!
Here's to finishing a week without smoking! Whoop!
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