Robyn Wilder

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I spend my days completing a five-hour rail London-Shire-London round trip, and hanging out in hospitals (on the plus side, I get to read all of 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami. No, I’m still not sure what it’s about. Everyone does a lot of yoga and slices up loads of daikon radishes, though, I can tell you that).

The unexpected derailing of my post-diet good intentions, documented for xoJane in ROBYN WILDER AND THE TEMPLE OF THE BODY: PART 1.