How does anyone ever get this friendship thing figured out? My friends are dear, good people, yet most of them don't hear my soul at all. It's all jokes or business, nothing of heart. I don't know why I try or if I'm even trying. When I come away feeling like my efforts at normal relationships yield mediocre results, and when I know that my friendships on deeper heart levels have a tendency to end in spectacular failure and loss (and most have), why don't I simply follow the urge to withdraw and be a hermit that rises from my gut? I don't have as much of this fight left in me as I'd like. I'm almost done.
So much noise where I could use quiet; so much silence where I'd like to hear.