The other day, I had this rush of love--and I realized it was from me to me. All these years I've heard that you must love yourself. All these years I've thought it one of those things that people just said. And here I am--loving myself.
I am being creative again. I am starting to look at the world as a series of images, a series of poems. I haven't thought that way in a long time, and it's good to be back home.