lest ye forget

I've been sober (from weed) since May 20th. It's now June 3, 14 days later. And I want to write about it while its all still fresh. I want to reference this next time I think to myself "smoking isn't so bad for me." I'm not sure I'm never gonna smoke. But I don't want to go back to even smoking every weekend. Definitely not every day. Note: I've added this to my #best posts. It's not necessarily high quality. I just want to be able to find it when I want to re-read it in the future. The first few days of sobriety were hell. I couldn't sleep. I'd lie in bed, and the moment I started to dip into dozing, restlessness would SHOOT through my legs. I'd keep trying and soon I'd start feeling a panic-attack building. I had to get up. I had to go for a walk. A long walk. Or eat food. Watch TV. The first few nights, I would eventually pass out at like 10am. The last two nights, I slept for very near 8 hours, for the first time in awhile. Today is probably the first day where I feel like myself.…