Friday, 10 June 2011

The stash

I made mention of falling off the smoking wagon, due to courses, a weak will and environmental leverage a couple of months ago.

The following picture is a snapshot of how far i fell off the wagon, before realising the rapid greying of the already grey dermis was a sign that those happier smoking days, are well and truly behind me; in a puff of slightly toxic fumes.

counting the fall from the wagon.

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