The van is packed. I’m ready to pull away from the curb tomorrow or Monday, depending on last-minute odds and ends. My heart is full of hope, curiosity, gratitude, and a knowing of who I am and what I am supposed to be doing with my life. My cat and my dog are curled up beside me. I’m downloading music to my itunes library so I have some good traveling music. I mean, does it get any better than this? I am deeply content.
You’ll get here. You’ll get to this place of joy. Your brain will heal and your mind and body will cease to torture you. Please wait for it. Don’t quit before your miracle.
I am so damn grateful I never gave up.
I am so grateful I get to meet so many of you over the next three months.
Thank you. Thank you for being here for me and for each other as we battled withdrawal.
See you soon!
Love, Love. Love.