It is easy.
It is way too easy.
Maybe that is why it is hard.
Maybe I don't want it to be easy.
Maybe I make it hard for myself...
The world is changing and we are in it.
We are part of it.
We are changing.
You are changing.
I am changing.
It's so different now; it was different before. I remember that entry.
So, we're different, as always. We're always different!
Of course! It is stupid of me to think that we never change!
But how different are we...from before...
I don't like change unless I plan it, or plan for it.
I'm deciding no, though, that the change is good.
I can't be in control of everything that changes! That's something God does. I think he knows what he is doing.
I have no idea what I am doing.
Ahh, yes, consulting in Him. That's what I am doing, and knowing that change is good. All is well!
The class was boring.
I put my head down on my desk
and my brain melted out of my face
into a puddle that oozed off of my desk
onto the floor by my feet.
Yep, that is how it felt.
I can explain why I am awake at this hour; I'm trying a new schedule.
So far it is interesting and has led to one dissapointment.
edit: aye, this really is stupid. I'm going to go dream about something nice now...