Day Three: Smoke Free

They say that the third day after you quit smoking is the hardest. It isn't. It's the third month. For me, anyway. Three months from now, confident that I have licked this thing, some stressful event will throw my apple cart into a ditch (and pee on it), triggering an instant craving.

But I know this about myself now. I am psychologically better armed. If I can get through February, when all four of my classes kick in, one weekend after the other, I can claim victory.