there's nothing i did.
the heaviness of life at 27 is finally weighing in, as i've reverted back to the same weight when i was 17. i've lost 10 quiet pounds, which is quite alarming considering it fluctuated just over the past few months, as opposed to taking the decade's time.
there's nothing else to attribute this adjustment to, but to align it with the change - that's been silently building. with the losing - progressively eventual. its permanence - a chilling absolute.
and there's nothing i can do.