Last night, I lit my last stick. I told myself, I am finally done with you, smoking.
It was tough to go through the day when you have a habit that you are finally breaking. And it is day one.
I went through the usual routine of my day. I cooked food for our usual lunch. I brought a lot of food in the office to munch on. I kept drinking coffee sans the cigarette. I kept on having slight migraine attacks, which makes it so hard to concentrate on my work.
I think I've eaten so much today that I felt so bloated. But instead of thinking that smoking will be the solution to this, I tucked myself beside the boyfriend and I just enjoyed watching a funny TV program beside him.
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