Day 7: Apple’s

Each morning on my way to work I eat an apple.  I love the anticipation of taking the first bite.  I wonder if the apple is going to have the right crunch to it and juices that overflow when you bite into it.  As I eat my way around the apple I think about the day ahead of me.  Every once in a while I will come to a squishy part, and because it is still dark outside and I cannot see the apple, I laugh and hope the next bite will be as tasty as the first bite.  This evening as I write this entry I am so tempted to dive head first into a bag of chocolates and not come up until it is gone.  Instead, I am going to get in my car and drive home from work.  My hope is just like a squishy part in the apple, when I get home I will laugh and continue on with my night like I have done for the six nights past.  Not overeating and really enjoying the dinner that I have.   I cannot see the future but I am hoping for the best!