I should probably just write.
I have to get out of this writer's block.
write write write weitwetwesfweriteweirte.
sigh.
it's and its.
unlock.
yes, I am flawed and I don't always say the right thing at the right time. I sometimes prefer to take a nap than do something productive. I catch myself daydreaming during important lectures. I am constantly beating my body in resentment for all the things it does and does not do, because I know my spirit wants something else. I am a reed in the wind, but my God is the tender hand that catches my flailing body and firmly protects it with love, and for that I will continue to fight and not lose hope. Love is all you need, and God is love.
I strangely do not have much going on in my head...the thoughts have quieted over the past few weeks, it feels quite strange to be so still, and yet I feel as though something is being suppressed. hmm. Sometimes I think I'm too calm that it just can't be right. Perhaps it's the summer season that has begun to waft in that is causing all this balmy temperance.
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