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I don't know where to begin, and if I'm learning anything at all, I clearly don't know where to end, either. Haven't had days like these in over a decade: emotionally inside out and all switches in the "on" position.

Can't write, and can't not write. Writing will be oblique, I'm afraid. Details don't unlock understanding anyway, not now. How is it that I found rest, comfort in the midst of this? But there it was, a quiet full of unknown familiarity. A gift. Are there more?

Had an unexpected lunch with my pastor that was also unexpectedly good. Funny how a couple of sunrises and sunsets can give me a whole new perspective on someone's heart. Compassion surprised me, understanding floored me.

But time has not always been my friend.

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