The Sweetest Dreams

It's been a long week, I won't lie.
I'm lying in bed, on top of freshly washed blankets n sheets, listening to the cicadas outside, and the occasional rustle from the other section of the room. I'm exhausted, but my brain doesn't switch off until I write each night. I'm not sure how much I have to offer the world tonight, but the words will come, none the less.
Life, despite it's chaos and often unfortunate chains of events, feels at peace right now. This is a feeling I don't know how to react to, truth be told. This is a feeling I've wanted for so long, and there were so many things that I thought would have to happen before I'd get here, but here I am. I'm happy, in love, I have some truly incredible friends, great family, and big dreams for my future. I've got a good unit and chain of command (there's always got to be a personality conflict thrown in every now n again or it just wouldn't work) and life is generally moving along as it seems it was meant to all along.
Five months sober, and a year ago I never would have believed I'd ever quit or even want to.
It's amazing how many things can change and how fast...