Saturday, August 19, 2006
No smoking, first week
Yes indeed, dear friends, it is now one week since last I lit a paper tube full of dry leaves, put it in my mouth and inhaled the vapours. Though I have been plastering my thigh with nicotine poltices, this week has marked the first period of any duration at all in the last thirty or so years that I have not marked the passing of each 5 minute interval with a cigarette.
I shall not keep a daily record of this activity, or non-activity, this cessation. That would get boring.
It is not so damn tough after all.
No smoking, 2 days in.
And so, and so, today marks the 2nd day of no cigarettes pour moi. Oh yes. For the first time in over 30 years I have made it through two whole days without a cigarette. Wearing that patch on my arm, drinking lots of roiibos tea, eating fruit. Not so damn bad. If it weren’t also so hot in athens. And if those wee green bugs with richard nixon’s face would stop lecturing me in trans temporal vibration language about semiotics and the steely flavor of musics.