i have this thought, this image of what my disease looks like. a visual of why i don't function right, why i feel like i can't follow jesus, or have any real conviction about the bible or God or jesus' teachings
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not that it wasn't enough to give up meat, soda, and smoking, i'm adding drinking to this list now, too, after an interesting conversation thursday night. er...friday morning.
so, i've realized today, if my dream of becoming an improv jazz pianist is ever to come true, i'll have to change almost everything about myself and the way i think.
After truculent enmity, it is my presage that in the matutinal hours, peradventure, my irascible father will abscond. No need to be maudlin, I have whenceforth ceased to be Panglossian. After all, nonage is fugacious
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