Well, that wasn't so hard, deciding to quit smoking I mean.
I had my last cigarette about 10:00 this morning, it is now 9:20 in the evening, and other than the fact that I have tunnel vision, my head feels like it is 1/2 hat size too small for my brain, my fingers are tingling, my ears are ringing, I am having auditory and visual halucinations and I have consumed 1/2 pound of Jellybellys, everything is just fine, never guess I had just severed my relationship with one of the world's most addictive drugs.
I have been smoking since high school. I am now 60 years old. That is a LOT of smoking. I do not even want to guess what my lungs must look like. I know what they sound like from time to time and it ain't pretty. I know how I feel when I walk the Big Sur hills or downtown San Francisco, my chest hurts and my head throbs. My legs have begun to show signs of PVD (peripheral vascular disease) with rather minor exertion.
"Yep, probably a good idea to quit," I think as I reach for a few more Jellybellies.