I can feel myself lightening.
I feel less connected to the ground somehow, though no less connected to the earth.
Took the rental car into town for the morning, walked on the beach barefoot. Talked to my kids on the phone. People looked normal, going about their days, long weekend, swim in the sea, lie on the warm sand.
Ambled around the Nelson markets, the alluring food smells seduced my senses and attempted to break my resolve. Salome, dance of the seven food stalls.
Had a fresh juice in town. Only okay. Becoming a bit of a fresh juice connoisseur.
Went to a movie “Beast of the Southern Wild”; we were the only two in the theatre. No popcorn.
Not hungry. But undeniably empty.