Nov 17, 2004 01:04
There are 4 of us in a 1 bedroom apt.
(Allison, Chuck, Tonya and Myself)
somewhat cozy, really.
As per usual, i am unemployed. Grandpa Mel is in rehab to recover from brain damage incurred in a logging accident. I sold my car. I owe michelle more money, and have no idea where it will come from.
The idea of prayer (specifically in the Christian world) is on my mind a lot recently. It is one of the easiest ways to blow-off those in need. When i lived in my car, my family constantly told me they were praying for me. So did folks i had known from various churches. I needed a place to live. If a man is on fire, the most helpful response is not prayer.
Allison informed me that i have a, "really big imagination."
I had suggested that a wolf could be so completely wild that even its footprints could not be captured in a photograph.
She may be right.
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