But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?
Chic is when a woman is in harmony with herself. -Unknown
Maybe age, or time, or wisdom, or experience, or some fraction of these things I think I have at a wee 20 yrs old is what did it...
what woke me from my delirium of sorts. that motivated me to start getting real. to start admitting where I do and do not fit in. what I do and what I do not like. who I do and who I do not want to be in this life.
God has been a fairly untouchable concept with me as of late. It's been something I locked up in a corner of my mind, and more pertinently my heart because it was untouchable, inconceivable even. But last week as I spoke with someone I have grown to care for; I felt something I had forgotten about. A little bit of goodness. A little bit of light. Of honest-to-God talk about God.
I almost hesitate to post this because I know I'll fail.
I will always fail.
It was designed that way. So maybe that's the point.
Whatever way you want to spin it: I'm going back to church tomorrow. And that's really all I can fathom to say about that tonight.