1,000 packs, not smoked!
20,000 cigarettes, un-lit!
There are so many, many things I could have blogged about for this milestone, but I have chosen to focus strictly on the staggering amount of GARBAGE that my quit has spared.
Just look at 1,000 packs (+-)…
How many cubic yards of cellophane wrappers have I not trashed?
How many square feet of cardboard?
How many sheets of aluminum foil liners?
Look at how 20,000 cigarette butts might pile up…
How many reams of bleached paper would I have burned?
How many skeins of “treated fibers“ were in all those filters?
How many bales of tobacco?
How many mason jars would hold all those ashes?
How many thimbles of tar did I not clog into my lungs?
Plastic, plastic, plastic!
Buried in the dirt someplace, and probably not even close to decomposing.
And, combined, maybe a half cup of left-over butane drops…leaking into the ground?
What a ravenous monster is smoking ; gobbling up land and resources with one end, and spewing out garbage and pollution and sickness from the other.
STORM: 908 days without the monster on my back
(My 1,000th pack did not line up with my 1,000th day, because I smoked just a bit more than a pack - between 21 to 23 cigarettes a day. This one milestone, therefore, arrived ahead of the other.)