I'm having one of those days, one of those moments in life right now, where I keep going back and forth between cutting my hair {short! no, long! no, short!}; where homework seems irrelevant; where naps and long, frequent stretches of reading are becoming the norm; where I'm struggling to open up my Bible, and yet getting such glorious insight when I do. Today was a phone conversation with my best friend, and yummy pasta leftovers for dinner, and penning strings of sentences for my novel. It's been a very off-center, odd and gloriously off-beat day.
And maybe I'm feeling nostalgic for a time that I wasn't born in. I look back through old photographs and see my family and the way they smiled back then, and wish I had been a part of it. And time makes things different; all of our bodies change, and our clothes grow old and faded, but inside, we are still the same soul. I don't know what any of this means, but this is what I think, what I feel.
Yeah. It was a good day off.
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