So I mostly complain about the affects of my withdrawl in this blog. I bitch and moan about the aches and pains that happen and the incessant cravings that are enough to drive anyone mad (I keep thinking about purchasing a straight jacket).
I haven't told all of you that I have a secret, I can sing...and I can sing pretty fucking well. But this last year of smoking has really taken its toll on my singing voice. I breathe like I am an old man who is underwater, and last month I could not even make it through a song without coughing. For years I told myself that the smoking could not hurt my voice enough to make me stop. Then I started losing a note here and there. My breathing exercises became impossible and I finally realized that I was losing the one thing that truly is my natural talent and as of the end of Feb I could no longer sing comfortably so I stopped. My biggest fear was that I had destroyed my voice and it would never come back.
So almost 2 weeks into my non-smoking status I realized that I had not tried practicing in a while, and that I have a new iphone 4, and that I got a cool new app...so low and behold everyone, this is my voice now:
My range still hasn't come back and I can't sustain squat, but the fact that I could actually get a note out was the best feeling I have had in a long time.
That one is for you Dad.
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