Six Months

Today, it has been six months since I quit smoking.

That’s good.

I am finished with the scotch and bubblegum phase, my smoker’s cough is gone, my hair is shinier, my weight has levelled off (five pounds gained, not a big deal), I have more energy, I am more creative and I can run up a flight of stairs without losing my breath.

I worked hard to achieve a goal and I succeeded.

Take that, slackers!