Day one

So today is day one in my experiment to finally quit smoking after 15 years, literally I have wasted half my life and most likly thousands of dollars puffing away.
I woke up this morning feeling good, finally knowing that I am off to a brand new start! I was able to drive to the train and endure a ride from hell and not really crave one all morning. But now it's 9:15, and I feel like I have a rock in the pit of my stomache and I am grinding my teeth trying to get through this. I at least hoped that I would be able to make it until noon before feeling like this. I need to think of something to reward myself if I can make it until 4:30 without smoking, maybe a nice cold beer when I get home, or a bottle of wine, whatever it takes to get my mind off things. Breath in Breath out, move on to the next task. I need something to keep my mind and hands busy.