I haven’t written in a while. Had house guests for 10 days so that meant tools down. Hopefully someday I can afford to pay for a studio so that I can have my own place to disappear into. From childhood I have had this image of a small white room with one chair and a desk… an isolated place where I could sit and think. No intrusions – my sacred space. It sounds like heaven. Someday!
Well, I have been smober 8 weeks & 2 days now….smober… free from smoke & niccotine addiction. It does feel good. Urges to have a cigarette at this point pass quickly but still exist. They are urges and not cravings. Old triggers flare up quickly – as soon as the house guests left I WANTED a cigarette and that kept up for a day or two. Now I’m anxious as I have a lot of deadlines in the next few weeks and I am trying to catch up on a lost week of work – so of course I would like a cigarette now. I can’t have one – not one – ever. On the whole, that is pretty easy to say now and I almost really mean it!