Week 10 ; Soft
It's crazy to think that I'm already 1/4 of the way done with this project. In terms of thinking like a runner, I only have three more laps left in my mile. And as someone who had sports endured asthma, the first lap was always the hardest for me. I would think that this analogy is suitable for this project, because I've definitely had my fair share of hardship at the beginning of this. It's becoming easier, though.
At first, my image for this week was going to be of donuts. Yes, donuts. Every now and then I get massive cravings for something sweet, and it was donuts this time. They're not the best, mind you, because my California heart will never love (or really even like) Dunkin Donuts. But, the light was so soft when I got home and, again thinking in fitness terms, donuts make you soft. But then Penelope crawled in James's lap and I couldn't not use that.
So, soft. Soft is the way he looks at those he loves. It's the way he looks at me and our fur babies.
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