I've noticed an upswing in smoking dreams recently, which is weird. Including one where Tom Cruise tried to inform me that smoking would help me lose weight. No idea what's going on with that. Tom Cruise? Really?
Even now, seven months in, I feel like I'm taking it one day at a time. "Did I smoke a cigarette today? No? I win!" I'll probably feel that way for a long, long time. But damn it, I haven't had a coughing fit or hacked up something ugly into the bathroom sink in seven months, nor have I had that annoying wheeze-rattle in my throat when I breathe, and I've saved nearly $1,500 in the process.
So stick that in your Thetan hole, Tom Cruise!