Here's an interesting one...
Got a day off today. I took a walk in the woods and saw a lighter on the ground. At first I thought, that's pretty scummy, trashing up the woods like that. Then I looked again. I recognized that lighter. It was mine in December, when I was walking through this same woods. I was trying to quit, and in a blind fury at myself and my addiction, I heaved my pack of cigs and my lighter out into the woods (that quit lasted a week). Spring comes, snow melts, and there's my old lighter, waiting for me.
I guess I'm still walking the same path, just a little further along.
Legend
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 2/25/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 60
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 364
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $75
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 10 [B]Hrs:[/B] 2 [B]Mins:[/B] 51 [B]Seconds:[/B] 31