It takes two when it used to take one.
I have not, previously in my entire life, had a week so full of sorrow and joy. The juxtaposition of intense happiness and overwhelming sadness has defined the past four days.
School has started. The first day was full of unsurpassed peace and calm. The second day was chaotic, hectic, and rife with stress. This morning started out pretty close to hell and ended with the voice of the Lord.
I finally found The Seer today. I just finished the first chapter, and want to go slow so I can digest it and memorize it thoroughly. I also have Portable Faulkner, Descartes, Short Stories by Guy De Maupassant, and Love's Labor Lost to start and finish. Lord help me.
I didn't realize how deeply I feel for this guy. It's positively unexplainable.
School has started. The first day was full of unsurpassed peace and calm. The second day was chaotic, hectic, and rife with stress. This morning started out pretty close to hell and ended with the voice of the Lord.
I finally found The Seer today. I just finished the first chapter, and want to go slow so I can digest it and memorize it thoroughly. I also have Portable Faulkner, Descartes, Short Stories by Guy De Maupassant, and Love's Labor Lost to start and finish. Lord help me.
I didn't realize how deeply I feel for this guy. It's positively unexplainable.