A Fag without Fags, Day One Redux

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Sunday I checked in my clothes and around the house for packs of cigarettes. When hoping to quit smoking before the discover of a forgotten pack was all it took to zap my resolve. Last night I found a pack that had been hiding in plain view. Charles was asleep so I could smoke without him knowing. I tore off the cellophane and went out of the porch. Before bed I destroyed the remaining cigarettes.

Iím paying for my surreptitious smoking this morning. My taste buds itch. I feel like Iím in heat for nicotine.

I passed the Joy Station test: I was able to go to the nearby convenience store without buying a pack. With Charles asleep and the craving sharpest mornings are the worst time of day.

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