Too many songs about California.

It feels really good to be missed. It feels really good to see people I miss. It feels even better to spend time laughing with them and (almost) crying with them and laughing so hard that I cry with them.

It feels really good to miss someone who misses me. It feels even better to find out through a happenstance meeting and a hug that feels all too unforced and then later a song.

It feels really good to find my streets again. It feels even better to feel like these streets wanted me to be here all along and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

It feels really good. Something in my heart feels really good. Really, really, really good.