I decided to quit smoking – Day 2 (My brownie friend)

It was around noon, the time I’d usually have a smoke –one of the five or six a day–, when, surprisingly, I didn’t think of a cigarette. Instead, it was the same as yesterday, it was the urge of a brownie. My chocolaty, sweet, delicious friend was calling me in a whisper, like the wind blowing through tree branches. Continue reading “I decided to quit smoking – Day 2 (My brownie friend)”