I Stopped Smoking

I stopped smoking, again. It is better to stop again, and again, and again, than to not. Yay!

“Oh dang, not again.”

“Yes, never stop quitting, is what my group says.”

“Oh god, we have to listen to all of this all over again.”

“I’m not that bad.”

“That’s because you don’t have to listen to you.”

“I can hear what I am saying.”

“Oh, I do believe not.”

“Believe not? What do you mean?”

“It been 24 hours and I haven’t had a smoke.”

“Yes, Lucas, that is great, keep up the good work.”

“It’s been 36 hours and still no smokes.”

“Lovely Lucas, good luck with that.”

“That is 37 cigarettes that I haven’t smoked.”

“37 you say?”

“Yes, 37.”

“That is great Lucas.”

“I haven’t smoke for 48 hours.”

“A whole 48 hours?”

“Yes, and that is 50 cigarettes I haven’t puff on.”

“50 you say.”

“Yes, 50 since I gave them away.”

“I haven’t smoked for 3 days…”

“Don’t tell me that is 75 cigarettes you haven’t smoked.”

“Yes 75, how did you know?”

“Lucky guess.”

“I haven’t smoked…”

“For 4 days?”

“Yes, 4 days.”

“And you haven’t smoked 100 cigarettes.”

“Yes, that is right. How can you know that?”

“I know that Lucas because that is all you have been talking about for the last week.”

“4 days…”

“4 days, 5 days, 100 cigarettes, a whole shop of nicotine products, we all know that you have stopped smoking.”

“I’m rather pleased with myself.”

“I get that Lucas. I can tell.”