i tried quitting while in college, bumming one cigarette a day from someone at matc for a week. then we roofed my mom’s house in oregon and my uncles (who were also quit) convinced me to go to kwik trip and get a pack.
so it’s been a little over a day and a half; this is the longest i’ve gone without smoking.
the drive home was fine. i walked to the tavern to see kurt and was convinced i’d cave after a drink. instead, i got annoyed at those around me. my friend, judy, was very encouraging tho. i kept saying, “we’ll see”.
if i can make it a week.
