week 29.

yes, eloise is here in full bloom.

according to the ol' doc, i've barely gained enough weight

and yet still as it is, i feel like a floating balloon.

life is calling me to write one of the hardest letters i have ever written..

and i'm nervous.

tired.

tomorrow’s goal is to escape away from everything

and everyone

to slip into an abyss of silence and contemplation..

meditation.

sometimes the healthiest ingredient is distance;

a chance to regain perspective.