I’m only 1/2 way thru, but, it’s somewhat frightening to read how eloquently a complete stranger is able to express *my* very thoughts & feelings.
References of being a cross between a golden retriever & a barnacle… the face being a trasparent transmitter of every thought… and disappearing into the person you love. All me, right now.
And in a way, it’s comforting to know that someone else suffered just as much internal chaos as I feel I am… and was able to heal.
Eat, Pray, Love:
One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia
by Elizabeth Gilbert














