Finally put in more than 5h of sleep last night; got up at 5:30, had a cup of steaming coffee, put the walking shoes on, and on to the morning walk- I went. Got home after 30min or so, got the puppies geared up for a walk and went for another 30 min with them. We were home by 7:30. Not even once did I think I need a cigarette, not with my coffee, not when I got back from my walk alone, not when I brought the puppies home, or now when I am speaking with you.
Before March 11, 2016, by this time of the day (not even 8:00 am in Phoenix), I would have smoked at least 4-5 cigarettes. What reminded me of them today, was the thought of sharing my morning with you all.
Life is grand, nature is beautiful, and self-respect is born when you put out the last cigarette!
Daniela 575 DOF