By make_me_a_good_girl 72
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I spent two hours in a sensory deprivation pod and came out filled with a sense of deep gratitude and love for myself. My sleepy yawn brain wanted to talk through it, to try to capture that feeling, to bottle it and save it for a day when I am low on gratitude. My inner hippie shines through, I'm repetitive, I wax philosophical about the miracle of now, and I sing myself to sleep with a cheesey pop ballad. What can I say, life is the best high that I've ever found. *sleepy grin*
