Sometimes I think about the old joy in my life, I guess some say the nicer guy others say a servant, the dude with a big heart, yea, cheesy I know. I’m realizing now as I get older, it’s harder to break bad habits, it’s harder to change, I have yet to fit in with people I can just be, is that bad? Is it bad that I just don’t want to talk things out, my theme of being open slipping through my hands, yea it worries me. Who to trust, yes the Lord but what about those around me. Everyone in so many different places, I’m not equipped to give the answers. I just pray that my meeting tomorrow opens up a new door and begins to bring a new light and closure.
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