Well. Tomorrow will be 2 weeks smoke free. I have had some steep ups and some straight downs, no bones about it. Today at work I needed to be tough. Out of the blue an urge hit me. I couldn't really do anything physical as I was with a client. Still trying to figure out if I was triggered by something this person said, but I don't believe it was. I just had a thought that I could go and get cigarettes after work. Well, that didn't sit too well for the new me. I made it through the session and realized that I was going to be going home. When the going gets tough the tough get going. And going is what I did. I went straight home and dismissed my momentary lapse of sanity as a momentary lapse of sanity. Surprisingly, I was okay. I could have gone out at any time to get smokes, but I didn't. My inner dialogue is beginning to go on autopilot. I know I will need to be forever mindful, but I think my brain is getting it. It was just a thought and then it wasn't. Imagine that.