I can't believe a week really has passed. The urges come and go, pangs of something missing, like phantom limbs. I get in the car and expect to light up, I finish dinner and expect to light up. I don't painc at all when I face these moments. Instead I feel strong and proud. I always tell myself, "No, I do not do that anymore". It's my mantra. Good night everyone. Sleep fresh and clean and wake up happy and energized.
