g*d ???? :0

As I sat down on my fuzzy tiger blanket with my tea and my favorite songs playing the first thing I could think of was; damn. G*d moment. 

These last 72? 73? days have been filled with shit like this. When everything feels so right your body and your bones exude warmth and vibrate at the most harmonious frequency you could imagine. I wholeheartedly always thought this feeling was reserved for when I was high or drunk (realistically, *and*) on whatever I could get my damn hands on. But I'm coming to realize that all those things everyone said would happen, or everyone said I'd start to feel, are real and that they weren't lying to get me to stop acting up in treatment. 

My spirit is so aligned with the breath of the world it's dizzying. I love life. I love being alive. I love feeling, and crying, and falling apart just so I can have the honor of putting myself back together again. 

xoxox - Nic