Breaks
Jump to funeral. Jump to failure at ultimate partnership but so many successes at temporary partnerships. Jump to 16 hour car-trips of Jonathan Safran Foer’s words coming from a WALKMAN (remember those?). Jump to force-feed and subsequent loss of mindful eating. Jump to exploiting a free trial day of a gym 18 hours from my city where people distinguish after the temperature whether it is “above” or “below” (zero). Jump to speeding back to my apartment to separate hey-I’m-23-not-15-gifts and woo-hoo-oozing-gratefulness gifts. Jump to realizing I never made those calls.
One day hibernation: Burn a candle, cover face in health mud, pass out.
