Six Years

Just a morning quickie to pat myself on the back. I had my last cigarette six years ago today. I was staying in a hotel; in a nonsmoking room. Of course. I wasn't so gross that I would smoke in the room I was sleeping in. The plan was to go down to the bar last thing for a bevie and a gasp, only to discover that the bar was closed for refurbishment. I would have had to go outside to sit on the curb in New York city. I said to myself, "You don't need this cigarette", and I didn't and I didn't need any more after that. Yeah.