I just had a very good day. Work was same old same old. After work I found out I can get the same stop smoking coach as I had last year. YAAAAY. I don't know if I ever mentioned that I was down to one to two cigarettes a day before
Leon pulled his shit. Then I had a full blown relapse. Now I have more reason to quit. My sweetie's situation has helped me to realize my own mortality, that and I want to help him to live a few more years, not be a hindrance or temptation. Then my Angel
and I spent a quiet evening together doing whatever.