Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
The girls, as expected, were beyond pleased with how he had stuck with it, and he knows that quitting is the right thing, the correct thing, for himself and for them. It was damned difficult though. Even now, a year and a half later, he’s still amazed at all the little habits and rituals he’d never even realized had been centered on that one, solitary activity.
Need to concentrate? Have a smoke. Starting to get upset? A cigarette will help with that. Relaxing in the evening? Cigarettes love to relax! Need help digesting that big meal? Grab your lighter. The cravings were mostly gone, although occasionally one would come out of nowhere and wallop him, leaving him slightly irritated and on edge for a few hours afterwards. The hardest part, though, was changing or breaking the habits he’d tied into it. When you’ve performed one specific action in conjunction with a lot of other actions for a large portion of your life, it becomes a reflex. And the body, when not closely monitored by the mind, is just one big, mindless reflex machine. It made for some very uncomfortable, awkward or downright confusing moments.
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