“But I welcome it.
Today is my day off from training, a day off from Bellini, from production, from Ashley my publicist, and from the public eye. It’s a day for me to relax, re-group, and prepare for my upcoming taper week.
Even though it’s my day off, I still glide my sore muscles through the open water of the Pacific Ocean, stroke after stroke, until I reach the beach where the sunburned sand meets the ocean waves.
It’s been a few days since I’ve heard from Paisley. All communication has consisted of schedule updates on where I need to be and why. She’s planned out my days down to the very last minute, and it’s terrifying how I rely on her phone alerts now. At times, I feel like I can’t think for myself as to what to do.
That’s how I feel today, slightly confused, unstructured, but also a little liberated.
I rest my hands behind me, letting them sink down into the sand as I look up at the sky, taking in the warm heat and the rolling sound of the waves crashing against the shore.
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