Berkeley Rehab.

I'm home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. Home. I feel like my soul is singing & my body is finally at rest. My heart is doing s u m m e r s a u l t s. Falling into my dad's arms & getting squeezed in pure love. Getting my face licked by Simba. Opening the fridge & seeing shelves stocked with fresh fruit, cheese, salmon, bread, & homemade jams. Melting into my "persian princess" bed w. a recycled journal & wild thoughts. Listening to folk music in said bed with a stack of good novels, movies, & some incense burning. My family & friends! <3

Even more Glorious-- my plans for the weekend:

Rest (Home) + Raging (Halloween) + Relaxation (Los Angeles).