Sara and I were talking in the car tonight. We just feel off about the passed couple of days; and most people I've been encountering agree.
It's a cross between feeling like you've just woken up and you're almost asleep.
My last few days at the Children's Village in Backdoor, there was an off set feeling. In every room I was in their was unrest. In a matter of six hours I encountered so many weird things and feelings from other people that I was to this point of "chill" let's just all hang out and be merry. But something was definitely off. I began to tell Megan about everything I keep walking into and how I probably should be stressed out but I can't manage that feeling at this given time. After about an hour of explaining everyone's problems of the day, we just sat there. Both of us, which isn't always our first instinct, collectively decided to pray.
I mention this story because we sometimes forget what we are designed for and why. We are allowed to feel emotions. But we are also allowed to let things go.
I want to Exist.
But I want more than just existing.
Stag.nant.
soul
it's time
