Oh boy, what a trip. I've been quiet lately all, but fear not, I have not caved! I've simply been in too much of a brain fog to communicate properly. I can't focus and for the past 48 hours I just can't seem to get enough sleep. After the initial "rush" of actually doing it, really and truly breaking that filthy habit and getting stronger at beating cravings, I hit the doldrums and a period of frustrating insomnia. Nights and nights of insomnia until I finally hit The Wall. I've had to practically drag myself out of bed. It's like all of a sudden the candle I'd been burning at both ends burned itself out.
This neon sign photo- "breathe"- is a reminder to me, to all of us, we can breathe deeper now. I'd forgotten how to deep breathe or even that I could! I catch myself all tensed up and have to consciously remind myself To Breathe. I'm still occasionally coughing up gunk, every time a reminder how I don't ever want to go back to being a smoker. Dry mouth and scratchy throat are now mostly morning conditions when I wake up with temporary laryngitis, but those episodes too are shorter and fewer between.
This fuzzy-headed nonsense has been a damper on my productivity and I hope to find my way out of this fog soon!