3 rd DAY

It seems that the cold turkey is not assaulting me. My decission is so firm that I really don't miss it. The power of the mind is really amazing. Willpower can be so strong.... I'm glad about this new situation that has freed me fron certain ties, which I hope to last for the rest of my life. Undoubtedly, for many things, Where there's a will there's a way.

Recapitulating again, after loosen cigarrettes came the weekend packets, shared with my sister and accomplice, and rationated along the time, and also in space, which in this occasion was a sport club (curious contradiction) to which we used to belong. There, we used to know all the twists and turns, and in this hidden places we used to meet with the rest of the teenager smokers. We all knew that 'it was badly done', but the power of the forbiden is, even more at certain ages, what moves us forward.
Of course, many reponsible sporty adults knew what was happening underneath the grandstand or behind the sports halls, but it wasn't their problem, nor was the institution's, nor the advantaged citizens', nor the society's. This situation might have moved us even further away from those other mates who were well instructed by their parents, probably non-smokers,and didn't approve of that and tried not mix with those apprentice little louts, that we probably were for them.

Today is my second non-smoking day.
I have already reached my forty years.
I think that when I started smoking I was about thirteen.I used to buy loosen cigarretes at the news agents. Now you can't do that anymore, it's not allowed, and I think that it's one of the things that apart from being forbiden, it's obeyed. I haven't seen it anymore. The thing is that on my way out of school, coming back through the "less official" way, which we used to call short cut, but through which we maybe even were making a detour, there was a news agency at which my sister and I used to join the cream of the cream from our school, let's say that with the excuse of smoking a cigarrete. We used to buy Virginia tobacco, the Ducados that we had at home within reach of our hand was too strong for us.

That was the beggining, sharing  something half forbiden at our age, but not frowned upon by society in general at the moment you were a bit older. Because at that time  it wasn't bad or anything like that. What they used to say was that if you smoked, you woldn't  grow up, so I supposed that once you had reached a certain height, there wouldn't be any problem.

Everywhere they were selling us the sensuality,adulthood, sofistication and glamour of tobacco and its smoke. You were allowed to smoke everywhere, without any sense of embarrassment. Even indoors with babies. Or pregnant women. Nobody used to see any problem about that. How have things changed!...and how many things must we still change.