I wish I could post. How I wish I could blog. But I can't even do that. At least not anything personal enough.
How I wish I could be someone else at times.
Is the person that God wants me to be really this limited in life by her occupation?
Or is my life limitless and am I simply limiting myself?
The dichotomies present are so endless.
Am I living God's will, but needing to pull through?
Or am I living my own life, and is God asking me to change?
I don't know. And I fear I'll never know.
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