So D6 sort of crept in unanounced. I did not wake up with any urge to light up, the commute to the office was fairly ok, in fact, I did not want to light up at all. Not even the "quickie" in the parking garage put up his hand.
This is becoming much more managable and I am wondering why on earth did I not get this right - if it only takes 5 long, hard and tough days to get over the worse part of not smoking, how come it took me 21 years to try and quit for real.
