So, I'm getting myself ready to head to the gym, and out of the blue I get into a mini coughing fit. Something wants out of my system and boooooyyyyyy is it persistent! Cough, cough, hack, hack and finally I receive the fruits of my diligent work.
Fruits are not the right word unless you are talking rotten, stale, musta been hiding out in my lungs since the new millenium, Oh geez and EWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
Wasnt yellow or brown tinged, it was a glop of dark, dark brown mucoid funkiness. Maybe funkiness should be in caps, because for sure it is just. not. right. I have to take a moment to thank whatever higher power, force of nature, my moms prayers, whatever... is keeping me from this smoking stuff, cuz I cannot imagine what my life would be if I kept living it in the way that I was.
Fingers crossed I dont buckle and give in, I want to stay smoke free, pray for me everyone, pretty please?
