I quit two years ago, on the ‘anniversary’ of my divorce. I figured it was the last bit of that relationship I let go of. Then, last Thanksgiving, I slowly started up again. I bummed one here or there and before I knew it ‘Marlboro Lights’ just slipped out of my mouth as I stood there in line, paying for gas one day. They don’t taste as good this time. I can’t watch those PSA’s on TV to stop kids from smoking, I feel ashamed; almost. It’s a terrible feeling to need something that you know in your head is just BAD for you. Then, just weeks ago, someone laid a newspaper open in front of me. On that page was an article about the Great American Smoke Out…an annual thing, I guess. I actually read it, and saw the phone number 1-800-QUIT-NOW (784-8669). So, I called. I guess it’s time. I know it’s time. I am ready, ready just to say, ‘No, I don’t smoke’.