Day 2

Good evening my dear

I went to watch Rio in 3D with Qing and it was hilarious and adorable. It even makes me like Angry Birds Rio better, although pigs with helmets would still have been a plus.

You would have loved it. They showed a trailer for the new Ice Age and it made me sad. I still remember that day that we watched the last Ice Age in Beijing followed by your debut in Coldstone.

The two little blue birds in the movie had to go through all the adventures together because they were the only hope to repopulate their near-extinct specie. I can't help but wondering, are we each other's blue bird...

anyways, so much for sad thoughts. Happy Good Friday.

Day 1

my heart was broken to pieces. Every breath hurts.

People often say that the first cut is the deepest. They lied. The second cut is just as bad, if not worse.

I washed everything that reminded me of you. I stayed up all night washing every piece of clothing that I wore when we were together. I passed out on the couch from sheer physical exhaustion. When I woke up, my clothes were wrinkled from being left in the dryer for too long.

I re-read River of Doubt, my favorite book on Teddy Roosevelt, who is one of my heroes. He always dealt with emotional turmoil with physical hardship. He climbed Mount. Everest when his mother passed away. He put himself through a brutal cruise down the uncharted Amazon when he lost the re-election. To me, he is a true inspiration. So I signed up for a boxing class, a challenge run, and committed to jailing myself in a room of 100 degrees three times a week in the form of hot yoga. So I will stay heartbroken for a while, but at least I will get ripped.

I also called my diver instructor in Belize. He was delighted to hear from me, and said that if I come back to Belize for the advance diver course, it would be free of charge. I thought that was incredibly kind of him. I might be going this summer, but too bad you won't be joining me.

So long, my love.