I feel weird.

I feel more independent  than i have ever felt in my whole life.

I feel more centered to the moments in which i experience life, rather than waiting, wishing that the next craving would come sooner so i could smoke.

Its like my reset button has been replaced with a new found ability to redirect my brain in a productive way. 

I have been having dreams in which i forget that i have quit, then i buy a pack of cigarettes. 

Last night in my dream I bought a pack of Turkish Royals. I knew it was a dream not because i was smoking but because thats not my brand hahaha.

IN SOCIAL SITUATIONS I am finding it much easier to abstain from smoking  despite the intense social aspect of smoking. 

I feel like a little bitch for ever letting cigarettes control my life, my breath, my hunger but most of all my moments.

I HAVE BROKEN FREE FROM THE TRENDY CANCEROUS STICK OF DEATH

YOU CAN TOO:)

In my opinion get past seven days cold turkey, excercise, then you’ll be home free.