Day 8 word count: 321, 11:41 pm CT. This was a bit tough to write through tonight. I admit it felt like an exercise that I wasn't super excited to do. I had wrote some things on a notepad earlier and felt it at that time but didn't finish until now so it lost its excitement for me. I should have taken the time to write more in that notepad. It reminds me that sometimes writing chooses me and I can't put it off.
A tidbit from Day 7:
A close bond formed without touch or even closeness only moments of brief conversation. Happiness in those moments were sweet. Better than candy, more like a strawberry. Still sweet but so much better for him in the end. This is what he would treasure now and cling to.