Grown.

june 7th, 2014

One more follow up about that two-day cleanse: it was my intention at the start that today would be one week deep in Nothing but Lemonade and Salt Water. Instead I'm surrounded by orange juice, an egg sandwich, and coffee. No regrets!

Marcel apologized for wrecking the cleanse with his tacos. I said, no apologies! I am a grown up woman!! I can taco-decide for my taco-self!!!

I have nostalgia for the Erica who once woke up at 5am to run 12 miles, the Erica who completed ascetic food regimens. And I forget that that same Erica was also cripplingly lonely. Certain regimes can only hold under certain conditions.