I read this article on the BBC News website yesterday. There's something I deeply detest about the culture I function and exist in - we're all plugged in, we're all striving to be comfortable, we're all the same. Maybe. I don't know. I do know that I get depressed and disillusioned when I think about the stale predictability of life. We have become ( Read more... )

Let go. Lay down. Stand up. Take Hold.

I feel alone ( Read more... )

"We are homeless in our houses, there are no guarantees.
Even in our houses, we are homeless - there are no guarantees."- Listener ( Read more... )

"Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died and You met me between my breaking.
I know that I still love You God, despite the agony.
See people they want to tell me You're cruel,
But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, 'cause You're good..."- John Mark McMillan ( Read more... )

I forgot how much I hate application forms.

This Saturday, today, I actually left my house.

This is where we end up.

Why is it that when you try to go to bed early you can never sleep straight away ( Read more... )

I want to change the world.

I'm just waiting for someone else to do it.

I don't know when it started again.
Tightened chest.
Every breath a challenge.
Nothing comes easily.
I don't know the trigger.
This is a battle.
(I don't know how to win.)