After many attempts, tears and sleepless nights, Anjelica found herself exactly where she needed to be- rock bottom. She knew there was nothing left to do but to get up. She dressed herself and gathered her belongings before sitting down to write her final goodbyes to who she thought was her final love.

WHO CAN I RUN TO ?

With help from front desk, Anjelica checked into a hotel room, giving herself the space and time to breathe. Walking through the thresholds must’ve felt like walking into a new chapter in life. Because for every minute that passed, pounds of stress left her shoulders. Relaxation wasn’t just something she dreamed of, it was a necessity.

“No…What I really need?” She pondered. “I need a night out on the town!”

Who Can I Run To ?

Anjelica sped off in her car with no real destination or plans in mind. She just knew she wanted to end up at someone’s ‘Whole in the Wall’ being her authentic self. While driving, she found herself at a lookout point with the perfect view of the city line.

“Hmm… Where to?”

Who Can I Run To ?

Within a hour, Anjelica transformed into Jelly. She stormed down the strips of the Queen City, her confidence beaming hues or blues and greens. Somewhere between leaving the hotel room and the look out point, something clicked. She was reminded of herself. She was living again.