I'm going to miss my awesome smoke rings. I stumbled upon how to do it by accident, and I can do this machine gun smoke ring succession, where I rapidly puff out a string of rings one after another about a half a second in between each one. It was bloody cool and impressive. I could even blow smoke hearts, which I never attempted to perfect, and was starting to discover how to exhale a continuous smoke spiral.
Now, I know there will be social occasions when I will join a smoke sess, let's be real. But, not after I've gotten the worst of this disaster out of my body, and never again on the regular. Even this round of smoking started after having quit a month, then visited someone who offered a puff session. Except, I didn't leave the puff at that person's place, and that was my stupid choice. I knew I wanted the cough to stop, then, but now, I just don't want to be playing chicken with my health, anymore. How much can I thumb my nose at god before I get my silly arse handed back to me? I was blessed with naturally near-perfect health, and astounding youthfulness, not one wrinkle on me. I have only a year and two months before I turn 40. Time to start acting smarter with my health, as I would really like these to conditions to remain for as long as humanly possible. I already have been making healthier food purchases, and my old drinking habit and attitude isn't what it was, so I barely ever do it, and even more rarely do I get drunk. It's not even really on purpose, I just don't care, nor consider it more than a special refreshment (if I consider it anything at all).
Oh, and I had just learned last weekend how to hand-roll a joint without the cheat of coiling a filter to start it. I'll miss those perfect smoke rings above all, though.