At midnight on January 19, 1997, I quit smoking, for good. This time. Yes, I had quit several times before. But, this time was different. My heart was in it. I really wanted to give it up. That was four thousand-eighteen (4018) days ago! It seems like just yesterday. I would rollover. Open one eye and feel around my night stand, scrambling for a cigarette.
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Popularity: 42% [?]
My name is John. I am a devoted husband and father in my late thirties.
