When I woke up yesterday morning and today morning, I knew exactly where and when I was, in every sense. I wasn’t adrift several years back in any dimension of myself. Everything mentally lined up. I felt rooted.
It’s a wonderful feeling and I miss it. I hope it stays forever, but it never does, even in good years (which I’m sure this isn’t).
Oh well.
Yay for two mornings of rootedness!