Rehab for the Soul

I ask where I am and the man says, “the last, best spot in California”…

Quick smile to myself and I think you’re more right than you know…

Am I really here? Is this real? Am I alive? Is this a dream?

I do not know… but please do not wake me up…

So many thoughts keep running through my head — by far the biggest and most preposterous is whether or not this is real… I feel somehow stuck in the whirlwind of a daydream… I suppose that’s only reasonable when you permanently escape to the place that you always used to ‘escape’ to…

Event thought moments seem entirely fleeting these days, I keep thinking about today and smirking… It lasted a long time and even though I wish it had lasted longer I am quite content with what it was… Roads around here are quite curvy…

While I am not an expert in knowing how to ‘hold on to the moment’, I fully understand that change is just another awesome vehicle in which to arrive in…

This is undoubtedly the best thing I’ve ever done… I wish I had done it sooner…