Humans, freedom and rules

After stopped smoking for 4 months now, I looked back the past few months on my account balance, I have averagely saving myself some 400 bucks a month. Isn't it crazy how much money people burn when they smoke cigarettes? I knew I was burning money, but I just can't help it but to keep burning.

People are not crazy. We're all grownups, we will have to be responsible not only upon others, but to ourselves. I know many would challenge who am I to talk shit about smoker? Let's not talk about health, not talk about money, in the end we can change the question to why smoke? I bet many will still give you different kind of funny answer.

How do I know that! Because I was at the very same situation. As I grow older, I gets different kind of questions from friends who think I'm not cool to still smoke in front of their kids. As we smoker getting older, our time bomb stated ticking faster as our life blows by our mind, just like smoke evaporating from thin air.

As my little kids grow older, they will start to ask where am I after dinner, and the mother will tell them I went and do the rubbish. It's true, k did took the can out with my cigarettes, and do my trash and smoke there before going back to the house. As soon as I get back to the house, kids will shy away and say daddy smells like barbecue.

Sometimes I think, is it because there's a law saying below legal age, kids are not allowed to smoke, and then some of us think smoking is illegal? My answer to that is, because they do not enjoy the taste. Was it because of the freedom to smoke exist, and therefore we make enough excuse to continue smoking and giving ourselves each day a new opportunity to harm ourselves and others by blowing toxic smoke?

I stopped that smoke due to the lock down. I couldn't find any cigarettes anywhere for a few days as they've ran out of supply. After that, I'd try to buy, but I didn't. I believe my inner self finally came to a conclusion of getting out of this. I need to write this down, let other people knows about my commitment and do it. Its a war! A war I declared to my old self. I may not win this war until the day I die. I won't know when will I find enough excuse for myself and going back for he old bad habits again, but here I am writing it down. If you see me smoke, please call me, take my cigarettes aways, take off my glasses and punch me in my nose.