It's gone so fast. I don't get cravings. I can be near people who are smoking/talk about it constantly (which happens a lot at work near register 14) and I have no desire to ever go back. My mind has been elsewhere.
i can't stop thinking about the girl from school who was in a car accident. I wouldn't say she was a friend, or even acquaintance. I never talked to her in person. It reminds me of 8th-9th grade. I had 3 friends in the ICU, two in car accidents (one with a train - the other two people in the car with him died instantly) and one from alcohol poisoning. I only had the chance to see one of them in the hospital. All 3 were lucky to survive.
My best friends live in New Mexico and Florida, and the one in Florida I have not ever met in person (thank Skype!). For some reason it's been on my mind but if either of them were ever in an accident and were hospitalized, id have to find some way to see them. I don't think I could live with myself if I didn't. The only thing I know I have to do is see them both in person at least once.
I don't know what my point is. I just wanted to tell someone that.
