Alright I've been fasting for two days now, its gonna be over at 10am tomorrow morning. I started a new book to keep my mind off things and it's much more entertaining than the last one. I'm sure I'll finish it by the end of this period because I'm already about halfway through and I started it last night. All I can think about is time and food and prayer. I keep ruminating over the things we've overcome, how we've climbed past so much fodder for deep resentment, how we always changed the tide. I believe that with the continuation of that simple attitude, an attitude which I have always personally carried and I believe he may too, that everything will be okay. I'm going crazy over here stewing in my self with no proper distraction. This has been the most present I've been in a long time. Hunger is great medicine. Hunger is good discipline. When food no longer weighs me my mind often clears in some way and clouds in others. My hands are shaking but there are parts of me that I couldn't see before that I can now. I carry myself differently. It's important to me to get to know all aspects of myself. I wish I could experience the person I am from the outside. I can’t wait for tomorrow when I can eat again. Well, back to my book.