I've been eating about a meal a day.
And going to yoga every day.
I look beautiful.
I still eat.
Though it's enough to cause a difference quickly.
And what is this.
Living in East Village, I float in a dream.
Every time I take to the streets, I'm dressed well because I'll admit that I want to lure in romantic nights.
It's all coming.
I'm getting thin.
And I'm going to fall in love.