BUT....when I finally got to my hotel room and could get online and logged on and saw all that I've missed in the last 18 hours? Well, I actually sort of forgot that I WAS going to talk about how I realized I had just arrived in a hotel that I LOVED for its smoker-friendliness. I wanted a cigarette. Not really. I just sort of had a sensory flashback that sounded, smelled, tasted good. I was never in danger. I never will put a cigarette in my mouth again. BUT...I keep having to deal with these previous smoking locations at all these various hotels. I can handle it. I know what I want my life to be now. But that doesn't mean those sensory "hits" are easy...
I love EX. I do. I WILL give back. And I hope it is worth as much as I am GETTING from EX...
