It took 2 days to see what was there. It feels like it'll take a lifetime to conquer it. Or maybe...only the next 24 hours

It's cool, I feel alive.

I need to figure out whether or not I think I am worth something.

I dyed my hair black.

Zemmiphobia- Fear of the great mole rat.

Happy 4:20!

I am full of anxiety. I don't know what's going on and it makes me want to fall into old ways.

My church is in the drive. My hymns are on the playlist. My worship is in the flesh.

I am in the old place but not "place".

I don't recognize this person.

I am in Boston using the insanely highgly priced internet.

...home?