It's been a year. One year since I had a cigarette. One year since I just decided to quit.
I just didn't want to do it anymore. So I stopped. I mostly don't even remember it anymore. There are occasions, every now and then, like after having a spicy meal (that's when it tasted the best) when I can remember the taste of one of those things. But it only takes two seconds to quell the urge to have one of those things. And then that's it forgotten again and forever. My progression was as ridiculous as the act itself. I went from Marlboro Mediums to Marlboro Lights to Marlboro Ultra Lights to Marlboro NOTHINGS. But no matter the path that I took I arrived here - smoke free. Not even a drag for a year. And I've encouraged others to quit too, and they have. I won't go back. It's been a year.
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