After I dropped my daughter off at work I decided to go to a store in the mall. As I was walking to the store I started thinking about how cool the air was and how I was purposefully going somewhere. I am a crafter and am looking to organize my craft station, so I wanted to browse through The Container Store. At first I wasn't sure what the feeling was, but I know I was noticing all of the people coming and going. I was also aware that no one was smoking. Earlier I had gone grocery shopping and a man was standing in the parking lot with a full cigarette in his hand. The smoke curled up in the air and I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. But not at the mall. I found myself alive with the other patrons. My thoughts did not go towards cigarettes. Rather, I was wondering what these people did instead of smoking. Now I know that there may have been some people in the crowd that did smoke, but not in sight to where I was. I started to wonder about the times in my life when I wasn't smoking. Although it has been some time (over 30 years), I do recall times when I was happy running around in barefoot outside during the summer, watching movies with my friends (Rocky was the best), going on trips with my parents, and some more. I didn't smoke then. I hope that the day comes when I, too, just go about my day without the thought of a cigarette on my mind. I want to stay being a non-smoker.