Awoke feeling peaceful and whole in my inmost parts. My dream was about so much more than what it was about. Last night I touched a raw, hidden part of my soul, only for half a moment, and in my sleep, God spoke through the wound to give me hope, to show me Himself and myself.
I've so cluttered my life with less-wild lovers. This love is a more dangerous thing by far. I saw my substitutes in their full desirability, yet saw beyond to the love they've been keeping me from enjoying, the love I've been longing for all my life.
I think I want my life back.