This last week has shown me that I need to let go.
The ending of this project, is the start.
I've gone through so much this year; I gained friends and I lost some. I lost some weight, gained self confidence. I learned. Oh gosh I learned: I learned that life is everything I make of it and more, that I can run faster than my legs can physically take me, that impressing others doesn't feel nearly as incredible as impressing myself, that cookies are better with marshmallows and chocolate chips than chocolate chips alone, that ‘The Sound of Music’ can be replayed endlessly, that music is one of, if not, my best friend, that there’s so much good out there, no matter how bad it all seems, that sample ice cream cups can hold more than just half an ounce, that I’m a comfortable pillow, that being excited about everything is way more fun, that changing myself rather than others is more productive, that my mom will listen to anything I have to say over Indian food, that Thai food is better enjoyed with a friend, that bike rides down the canal are perfect, that plans don’t always work out, that now is the perfect time, that my dog always loves me, and that I am completely and endlessly loveable and capable of anything.
Before I say goodbye to this project, there are some thank you’s needed to be said. Thank you to anyone who has ever viewed, commented, critiqued, enjoyed, or ‘favorited’ed my work. Thank you to those who have supported me, you know exactly who you are. Thank you to those who have inspired me even more so: I have tagged some several of you.
And with that, here it is. My Fifty Two Week Project. Completed.