boring, boring, old men snore.. as thunder storms brew

Dec 18, 2004 14:38

so, i was listening to michael w. smith this morning and working on 3 paintings. i bought some cheap canvasses at walmart and so.... today i started 3 of them.

yesterday was a good night.

i've been on an anxiety high the past few days. oh my, when i get off of work everyday, i'm on an adrenaline kick for the next few hours or so. it takes awhile for me to calm down.
anyway, back to anxiety.
the time is coming.
soon.
abit over a week.
10 days exactly.
i am going to victoria to pick up my stuff. and i'm still not sure what i'm doing. and i know the Lord's stretching me, seeing how much i will simply trust in Him, He's never failed me before. regardless of what happens, He's good and He'll have me where He wants me.
i'm just very much torn.
and ripping.
torn.
does this mean i'm back on the mainland for good, or can i find somewhere else in victoria to store all my junk? am i staying here? or am i possibly moving to vic when lisa gets married? am i going across canada? when?
am i going to get my car soon?

i like work. i liked the show lastnight and i liked coming home after. i am going to miss dear dying lamb (sound curfew). i was at the first show ever, as well as their last. they're special.

that's all.

we'll see what happens.
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