On the time of year.

[laynamarya]

I always find it fascinating, and sort of frustrating, that just the time of year when I'm finally able to open my arms wide in joy, because it's warm, and it's bright, and it's beautiful, and ths snow melts, and teeny little flowers open improbably, impossibly, just when I want the whole world to share in my joy of spring, is just the time that

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[hermionesviolin]

And it's frustrating when those "aha!" moments undo themselves with those moments of, "how can these people, with whom I thought I had a connection, get so far away from my understanding of things?"

And I guess that's why I need God in my life. People, even though they are amazing and give us glimpses of understanding and divinity all the time, will never quite totally understand where I'm coming from. I don't even understand myself. And I'll keep trying, asking questions, caring. But I still want to be understood. Maybe someday I'll be on Saint Francis's level (I seek not to be understood, but to understand), but not yet.

And I think maybe God likes to be needed.

Word, yo.

Also: I am glad I have you in my life even if I don't actually get to see you very often.

[breathingfire]

you're coming over tonight bwahahhha