I had a great sleep. Nice and long. I slept in real good, and had adventuresome dreams.
The afternoon was spent with my brother and parents. We went to the Shedd Aquarium and marveled at the variety of fish and other aquatic creatures. I especially liked the otters. And I got to touch the sea stars, which I would have called starfish. They felt nubbly, almost like terracotta. Rough.
We had dinner together afterwards, which was kind of my first meal of the day. I skipped breakfast. My eating has been very off so far on this trip. But I don’t think I’m lacking in caloric intake, just not eating quite as regularly as I usually do.
I’m putting on the smiling face, and I’m doing my best to enjoy myself. But there’s a core of sadness. A core of longing for what was. Wishing that I could be held by my love.