Maybe it was the blueberry coffee I got this morning at 7 11. Maybe it was the sun. Maybe it was the extra long car ride to OC today where I had time to clear my head.

But hope has returned and my blue insides have turned a hopeful yellow. And for the first time this month I know I’ve got this and my life is imperfectly perfect just as it is…

Or maybe it’s the Holy Basil!