Monday, June 06, 2005

 
i'm back. we move and it is stressful. i work, i read textbooks. i laugh and sing with friends. we are hysterical when we talk while breathing inwardly. i spend money. i swear. i drive. people i know die. i spend money. i don't play my guitar, and i don't read books i should. i spend money. i worry. i hold a baby and take him for a walk. i discover his ticklish spot. i shop, i consume. i spend too much money.

and somehow He's okay with me. and all that does is make me want to change.

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