Day 28

Here we are, Day 28. Four weeks, I'm on the last patch of the second box today. I need to get more patches. I still get cravings, this voice in my head starts going "I just want a frinkin smoke aah-ite!?" and overwhelming anxiety rushes through me because I'm disturbed that my inner voice has such poor grammar, like a hood from the Bronx,.... no matter..... but then after a little bit the feeling subsides, right around the time that I find two piles of sawdust right below each arm of the chair I'm sitting in..... I've got splinters deeply embedded under my fingernails.