After 50 “pack-years,” I’m off the butts.
I shouldn’t have waited so long, but there it is.
Withdrawal was nothing,
urges to smoke disappeared,
and my sense of smell and taste are returning.
I look forward to hiking and swimming without wheezing.
If you’re ready to live the truth, a life without the lies of cigarettes, go, thou, and do likewise.
It smells good.