When I was at home in Ireland I started having a cigarette in the evenings with my sister. Then I got back to New Zealand and started having the odd one here when someone else was smoking. I joked that my New Year's resolution was to start smoking.
Then I started buying cigarettes.
I have just bought my second pack this week. Meaning I am buying more cigarettes now than when I actually really considered myself a smoker.
I am not running, I am taking breaks from work for cigarettes. I am having conversations with my flattie Claire from the deck while I smoke.
I am a smoker.
Oh dear.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
STOPITSTOPITSTOPITNOW!
Don't do it, they're not good for you.
(I'm a very, very smug ex-smoker. Hooray for me and my wills of steel.)
Post a Comment