Share your quitting journey
I had three kids in the car with me and was completely enthralled
by their silly conversations.
At the pool, the littlest one was afraid of the water.
I stayed in there with him, bouncing up and down and being goofy.
My daughter had her baby in Boston (second son!)
and I'm looking into flights in a week or so.
It's beastly hot out. Insanely hot.
Those poor creatures standing on concrete in groups,
in the sun, smoking.
Pity them, because they are not FREE.
We aren't anxiously waiting for the right time to escape the fun.
We aren't worried about non-smoking rooms and long trips.
We ARE free.
We're free.
Celebrate real freedom!
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