Fresh tomatoes and the changing of seasons, i feel the fall coming despite the heat. Striving to be authentic, I sit in meditation. I've been sober with my thoughts for nearly two weeks now, and I feel more present than ever. There's nothing I can escape, therefore there is nothing to escape. My mind doesn't get to play tricks anymore, and it slips into a divine self-love.

This self-love feels so authentic, and I feel grateful for the most simple of things. Perhaps, they are not so simple after all. I'm seeing the sun in a new light, the passing of each day, and the little movements that get us from place to place as so dramatically singular.

I don't want to remove myself from myself anymore, and I see everything as it is. Nothing is overwhelming, and everything is an opportunity for growth. Book after book, I become new with my collection of knowledge, and there is always more to learn.

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