I haven't felt inspired to blog in quite some time.......I guess I used up all I had to say in my first 10 years of quitting.
But today, I had a "feeling" and I wanted to share it. I hope you all understand where I am coming from.
We have lots of back roads in Northeastern PA and I love driving them......ESPECIALLY if they are really winding and ESPECIALLY when the trees have turned such gorgeous colors that you just can't believe your eyes. This has always been something I love to do...drive the curves on an Autumn day with the music blasting, with a hot cup of coffee AND A CIGARETTE.
Today-----for some reason----that thought hit me again, out of the blue, while driving the road.
I wanted to blog about it to try to explain to new quitters that this DOES NOT MEAN that after 10 (almost 11) years of quitting I "want" a cigarette. I know when I first quit, I was worried that for the rest of my life, I would always want a cigarette. This isn't what happens......but at the time, it's hard to believe.
Today, when I thought about smoking a cigarette as I was driving, it was like a fleeting thought....just a flashback memory. I didn't need to avoid convenient stores.......I didn't need to find something else to do.....I wasn't going to smoke.
The way I think of cigarettes now is in a kind of dis-belief like......REALLY? Did I REALLY do that and for so long? WOW.
And guess what---10 years later I am still driving winding roads in Autumn with a coffee from Dunkin and the music blasting. And I enjoy it just as much without a cigarette....................no, I enjoy it MORE!