PEACE

SATURDAY 6:00 AM. I treasure this time before the sun rises. The world is so still, so quiet. It is so peaceful. It used to be that when I woke up, the voices in my head were yelling. I would be overwhelmed before I even got in the shower. These days, with an unbroken continuum of days in which I've been fully present, I am at peace.

I used to wake up too early, dehydrated, hungover, exhausted, too tired to get out of bed. I'd waste entire weekends drinking, sleeping and battling those awful feelings of having not done anything worthwhile.

Waking with a clear mind and light soul is the joy of my existence now. It feels as if I have been released from prison.

10 Weeks.