After an extremely long day of hustling around and solving others messes, it's so nice to come home, sit back and brush out my knots and snarls. My scalp is loving the bristles running over it, every stroke is like heaven, even those painful snags that rip hair from my head. Sun is setting as I sit in my soul sucker, toe off my sneakers and sweaty socks. Flexing and stretching my worn high arches and long toes, enjoying every stroke from my brush.