Today is Smoke-free Day 204, and it's pretty close to the next day because I'm just now writing. It's been another rugged day (and it's a Monday - coincidence?). I hope tomorrow will be better because hopeful is something I do. I still don't smoke and still don't even try to pretend anymore that it would make my day any better. Then I'd just smell icky and have that smoker hangover thing where I'd get headaches and just feel generally yucky in the lung and overall body. None of that for me, and I'm grateful not to be adding that to the mix.