Between the warming up and the chirping sparrows by which I was greeted this morning, It's easy for me to be optimistic today. Optimistic about life and about quitting smoking this weekend for good.
I'm already spending the money I'll be saving in my head. Maybe I'll start giving the kids an allowance. Hmmm, maybe I'd better get them to start taking out the garbage first.
They say that things start tasting better after you've quit. I find myself wondering: how long does this take, and can a good homemade bunch of tacos really taste any better ?