Hm. Life feels dull and grey...
The days pass me by like the wind in my hair.
I am tired. Tired of bieng so many people at once...feeling so many things at once. I am tempted to fall, to let go of grace and hope of a bright future...I seek rest, but I find none. I give, and I take, and each day robs me of life.
Where is life? Why do I have the answer to so many questions that I would leave alone...alone. Such a lonely word. Lonely like the words that the people will never read...the words written upon my heart.
There are times when I seek hopelessness just as I pursue my Lord...
For I am as a starving man dreaming of food. Will I ever wake?
Foolishness is a tiresome business, but I choose it in stead of wisdom.