Today is my quit day, the day I restart my life with a few less habits. I’ve done this so many times it’s it’s own holiday that reappears every other month. It’s a day that I quit smoking cigarettes and attempt to dump other habits in exchange for different habits, like changing a set of clothes for another.

I try not to look at any habit judgementally, because I’m not a classist or trust the word bad or wrong.

I use to do that, judging cigarettes as bad and wrong. I used to be such an anti-cigarettes person I would go to another room or outside to avoid the smoke, then some odd 20 years later I’m trying to use cigarettes as bait in Piedmont Park in Atlanta to attract guys.

I hate cigarettes even more now, because I desire to do something else – to run, to run like a damn gazelle again.

And did just that today, only it was more like a walk than a run, but it felt good.

Today is also the day I let go of sex.

Now, I love sex, (dang! It’s like my spirituality!), I don’t have the right person(s) to practice it with.

The sex thing makes me horny and lonely, which is not good emotionally.

The thing is, part of problem has been dealing with the voids these habits leave behind, so I’m trying something more enriching, running and trading stocks.

I’m hoping this works, I need a new direction in my life.