Drinking real homemade black chai made with vanilla soymilk and a touch of brown sugar out of my tall orange-swirly mug...mmm, how warm. It's reminding me of the approaching fall months, which, though I love wholeheartedly, came much too quickly...September sure flew by! I'm also listening to Jefferson Airplane, who provided my wonderful entry title tonight; I've been reading hippy litarature and wanting to go outside in the forest again...and I had hummus and some fresh mozzarella as a snack tonight, along with fair trade dark chocolate. The flowerchild within is unfurling its leaves. Add this to my political revival tonight, and, yeah. Hippytastic. Oh, and my skin still smells like Patchouli from my 100% cruelty-free plant-based body wash :] And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road...
