I quite smoking when I was 20 and exchanged it for what I can only describe as an addiction to religion. The good thing about the religious addiction is that it probably saved my life. The bad thing is that it boxed me in so severly that I lost my own identity. It was a system of denial for me. I'm out of that now and refusing to smoke or chew or hang with those who do... LOL... NOT! A lot of my friends smoke cigarettes and pot and drink. I do drink moderately... but no smokes for me! I dont' want to pick up what I gave up as a "barely older than teen".

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece...but to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out and defiantly shouting "Wow! What a ride!"