Guess who’s back, back again Shady’s back, tell a friend
— Eminem, Without Me (2002)
I’m back home. And I feel good.
There’s something about walking through a familiar door — the smell, the quiet, the small comforts you forget you missed — that reminds you what matters. I’m not taking any of it for granted.
Life has a way of shaking things up just enough to make you see it fresh. This feels like one of those moments. A new chapter. A new chance. And I’m showing up for it.
Grateful doesn’t cover it, but it’s a start.