I just want to shrink away, become diminutive and beautiful. Wispy. Fragile. That mysterious drifting girl, all limbs and tangled hair, meandering in fields of flowers. Amazing.
I wasn't really trying, I was just busy all day. I hung out with a friend, went out for lunch, did some shopping, got a hair cut, came home and went to bed around 11pm.
It was the sort of day I imagine perfect people have. Not really caring or thinking about food. Eating out and able to enjoy it, but then too busy and carefree and not-eating-disordered to even think to eat for the rest of the day.