There is a sweet synchronicity in life that sometimes humbles me,
makes me feel like "Yeah, you butthole, you're not the center of the
fucking universe," and it centers me, makes me cry, and it makes me
go WOW and say THANK YOU to a fucking tree (yes, I talk to trees),
and it makes me grateful I am alive today, it makes me glad I have a
burner family, friends I love, friends who love me, no matter how crazy I
may feel sometimes or act. It makes me happy that I made the move
to come back out to California this past January, makes me oh-so-fucking
joyous I am a GrannyPoo to my grandson RJ. Life don't get much better
than this. I am loved. I love you. It's all about Love.
**hippie dance**
