Day 56

it's colder now, i'm becoming accustomed to the air and to layers. the air is thinner and my lungs are always healing and adapting; i can feel it in the wind and i feel it in my chest. today is thanksgiving, a strange holiday in itself, mainly because it's based on a fib and a road that led to a lot of suffering. still, despite it's origin, it is one of my favorite holiday, perhaps because when you peal away the layers of phoniness, it really is simply about being with people you love and counting your blessings. everyday i count my lucky stars that my eyes open and my legs work and my lungs still draw breath. i wish i was home with my friends who are my family and my family who are starting to become my friends. still though, i am very thankful for being as blessed as i am.