THE PAST few days have been a whirlwind of emotions, pressure, and activity.
There were the yoga and gym activities with Iris for three days. I can't believe I underestimated my mother's relaxation techniques like that. Yoga is relaxing no doubt, every time I was done with it, I felt rejuvenated and conscious—as if my sense of self was back.
I'm pretty sure it worked for Iris, too. She seemed to be getting better every day after therapy with Williams, whom I asked to increase his mind magic for a bit more dollars, and the massages were doing her even better. Her skin, which I thought was already perfect, has now reached what I assume is peek perfection. It's glassy, spotless, and shiny—aesthetic skin, as I like to call it.
