Storm

life is a crazy, crazy thing. just yesterday i was climbing trees and waiting anxiously to watch rated-r movies. somehow i skipped from there to here, like rock over a small blanket of water. each year is equivalent to about 1 billion blinks and i have been awaken from a really long nap.

i just took a sip from what tasted like a 5 day old soda. needless to say, my room is a tonado filled mess, only it's missing the impending doom factor that plagues the air. during my drive home a few nights ago, i prayed desperately that everything be taken away from me. and dang, who knew He would actually listen to me! my daily fear is living a life that is ungratefully undeserving. this living and beating thing inside of us, it's lightening in a jar. you see, we only have one shot at doing this the right way, or at least the best way we know how! an extremist like me does nothing half full or empty, it's always all or nothing. so i'm going to order a big dish of nothingness in order to let this fat turkey of a life baste in the oven for a while until it's well and ready. with change -> comes a testimony.



i will praise you in this storm. bring it on.