Goodnight, Hollywood Boulevard

I'm flying home tomorrow evening, but I have one more Skid Row experience left: a Sunday morning church service with baptism. The baptismal is a oval-shaped, aluminum tub that is propped up on some milk crates. I know it's going to be a very special time tomorrow morning.

I am so very sad to leave. So, so sad. This past week has impacted my life permanently, and I can't wait to see how it's going to change my ways and my perception. I have so much more to tell you, but need some time to process. I'll catch up with you at some point next week.

Thank you so much for going on this journey with me. Your support means more than you know.