I still get worried, but not worried sick.
I still get angry, but not burning with anger.
I still get jealous, but not green in colour.
I still get disappointed, but I don't sigh.
I still get upset, but not to the extend that my heart aches.
I still get insomnia, but not filled with tears.
The only thing that is not changing, is that I still have a can of beer next to me, and a ciggie in my hand. I thought to myself, if I could quit the beer and ciggie, I could quit any other habits that doesn't add value ...