Samson who?
Life has been a little hectic lately, but seems to roll by slowly, one day at a time. Each day I make goals to catch up on my school work, clean my room, play with my fish, and shower. Most days this plan inevitablly fails. I feel like life is cyclic. Always the same thing, always the same people, always the same routine and same encouragement followed by the same disappointment. Work is always the same. Class is always the same.
My thoughts are always the same, even though I pray that God will delete some of them. He usually does, but it's not so much as deleting, as it is hiding. Eventually they catch up to me again and hit harder than they had the time before.
Don't get me wrong, there are a bunch of good things in life right now. I am making money to pay off my first car. In about a year I should be able to pay on the car I am driving now.
I live right down the road from the state capitol.
I went there today to try to get my license reinstated (yes, it is suspended due to a happy little device called an air freshener on the rearview mirror) but the City Hall was closed. No wonder they didn't answer the phone. The buildings were beautiful, and TJ and I wasted a quarter in the parking meter for the whole 15 minutes. He has to drive me everywhere until I get my license back.
Anyway, life is life. Always the same yet always changing.
My thoughts are always the same, even though I pray that God will delete some of them. He usually does, but it's not so much as deleting, as it is hiding. Eventually they catch up to me again and hit harder than they had the time before.
Don't get me wrong, there are a bunch of good things in life right now. I am making money to pay off my first car. In about a year I should be able to pay on the car I am driving now.
I live right down the road from the state capitol.
I went there today to try to get my license reinstated (yes, it is suspended due to a happy little device called an air freshener on the rearview mirror) but the City Hall was closed. No wonder they didn't answer the phone. The buildings were beautiful, and TJ and I wasted a quarter in the parking meter for the whole 15 minutes. He has to drive me everywhere until I get my license back.
Anyway, life is life. Always the same yet always changing.