Baby steps, really.
I just pried myself out of my oh-so-comfy chair, set aside my oh-so-comforting reading material, and got ready to go out into the oh-s0-cold, dark night to the Rec Center and walk my two miles around the track.
Warm coat on and zipped in anticipation of the snow-laden night, I walked my bare feet over to a tumble of shoes. At the last minute, instead of slipping my second foot into a matching red clog, I watched my foot slide into a pink one. Hmmm. Who says that a pair of shoes means they match?
Did it matter to the universe that I set out into the dark, one foot red and the other pink? I don't know. But it mattered to me.
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