Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Today doom and gloom overwhelmed me for no apparent reason. I got up and drove my thirtysomething miles to class, and then got lost on the way to my boyfriend's--I think I fell into a time warp or was abducted by aliens. Through my day I was almost run off the road/hit approximately four times, depending on your definition of it.
It feels like God is challenging me to fisticuffs. Or maybe it's like he's slingshotting me through the window of the grand scheme of things. Either way, it's making me uncomfortable and I wish, as Colleen would say, that my stars would just re-align; Get the fuck on with their agenda so that I can feel differently. I guess that's all. Hopefully I don't wake up tomorrow and see death looming over me.
It feels like God is challenging me to fisticuffs. Or maybe it's like he's slingshotting me through the window of the grand scheme of things. Either way, it's making me uncomfortable and I wish, as Colleen would say, that my stars would just re-align; Get the fuck on with their agenda so that I can feel differently. I guess that's all. Hopefully I don't wake up tomorrow and see death looming over me.