third … fourth … fifth …
tenth try’s a charm?

So, I know I’ve said it before… but I am going to quit smoking. I mean it in a way that I haven’t before - now I’ve got some motivation. I have a timeline. The thought of dying young scares me a little … for the first time. I don’t know when my last cigarette was, and because I’d been tapering down for awhile I’m not craving them like I always have in the past when I tried to quit out of the blue. (I guess it helps that I’ve been spending every waking moment with a certain nonsmoker.) SO. I reserve the right to still have a cigarette at a party or to bum one at a bar, but I’m done with the rest of it. I just thought maybe you should know … so the disbelieving jibes can begin. I mean, isn’t that what friends are for?