this one's for you, lj
i'm at home.
am i supposed to be at peace? am i supposed to find myself? or maybe this is where i go to remember myself.
in any case, i go back to it all tomorrow. back to work, back to school, back to friends, back to stories and things i don't know. to learn? to grow? to discover things? there's nothing to remember there, it's all new.... maybe that's good.
in everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven. a time to be born, a time to die a time to plant, a time to reap, a time to kill, a time to heal, a time to laugh, a time to weep. To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven...
A time to build up, a time to break down a time to dance, a time to mourn a time to cast away stones a time to gather stones together. To everything There is a season - turn, turn, turn - and a time for every purpose under heaven.
A time of war, a time of peace a time of love, a time of hate, a time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing... To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to gain, a time to lose, a time to rend, a time to sew, a time to love, a time to hate
a time of peace, I swear it's not too late.
A time to remember, a time to forget. Perhaps that time is now?
am i supposed to be at peace? am i supposed to find myself? or maybe this is where i go to remember myself.
in any case, i go back to it all tomorrow. back to work, back to school, back to friends, back to stories and things i don't know. to learn? to grow? to discover things? there's nothing to remember there, it's all new.... maybe that's good.
in everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven. a time to be born, a time to die a time to plant, a time to reap, a time to kill, a time to heal, a time to laugh, a time to weep. To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven...
A time to build up, a time to break down a time to dance, a time to mourn a time to cast away stones a time to gather stones together. To everything There is a season - turn, turn, turn - and a time for every purpose under heaven.
A time of war, a time of peace a time of love, a time of hate, a time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing... To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to gain, a time to lose, a time to rend, a time to sew, a time to love, a time to hate
a time of peace, I swear it's not too late.
A time to remember, a time to forget. Perhaps that time is now?