I started to panic, but decided to just breathe...
It caught me off guard but I handled it well.
Let me explain:
Someone who lives in my apartment complex and I would smoke down in the carports. I haven't seen her in days, so the thought of running into her was not in my mind.
I went to my car and as I started to open the door, I look up and there she is --- smoking.
I just looked away and went about my business. When I returned, she wasn't there.
I had to sort through how I felt about this. It didn't make me want to use, it made me glad I didn't smell it because that might have been too much, but the thought of the smell makes me sick.
I am still very determined that I want my clean life back.
I am thankful that I have not used today, and I'm rather proud of myself.