Day 18.

Things change, but change scares me. I am excited for a change that could possibly occur tomorrow. I'm afraid to get my hopes up, though, for fear I will be disappointed. For once I'm excited for change. Who knows what will happen....I may be able to eat an apple relatively soon. I wonder how many different types of apples there are and what they all taste like....I shall soon take a bite out of as many different types of apples as I can find. Maybe I'll find a new favorite, sorry Granny Smiths.