Monday 05 June

My Dad quit ciggies in his forties, and couldn't stop eating, eating, eating. He finally had to go cold turkey and resist everything. Apparently, his craving for something to put in his mouth hadn't really gone away, just transferred to eating.

Weird stuff, addiction. Every day, for years, you just have to say, "Not today."
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