The Smokeout: Day 2

I’m still a few hours away from a full 48 hours off cigarettes, but I have to say I’m doing pretty swell so far. Went to a bar last night — didn’t smoke, or even really have the urge. Hung out with a friend/writing partner after that — he smoked, I didn’t. Again, didn’t really have the urge. I’m not saying I’ve beat this thing yet. I’m not getting cocky. My love of smoking is not something that’s going away anytime soon. (Seriously, smoking is awesome. Sorry, parents. Don’t let your kids read that. But it’s true.) But I feel like my need to smoke has been dealt a pretty severe blow. And that’s all that matters.