"Totally Awesome!"

Here is how talking to old friends makes me feel:

And this is the second time!

Actually on Black Friday I ran into a guy I knew from High School. Weird! Especially since I moves 5hours away from where I went to high school!

I am fairly certain I need to find somewhere to dance down here! Not sure where, not sure with who. But somewhere!

"It's a Wonderful Life"

I am fairly certain I don't deserve my wonderful friends!

And my family? I must have done something AMAZING in the pre-existence to deserve having them as my family!

My life is so blessed, so wonderful!

I shouldn't even want to ask for more!

Yet I need more. I do need some things. 

I would like to think that I won't need things later, but I will.

Yet God, in his infinite mercy will give me everything I need when I ask in faith.

When I need something, I need to do is ask him.

Just ask.

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.” Proverbs 3:5–6.

when I think of that, How can I not shout for joy? 

"Can I let the Trees do the Talking?"

Please excuse me, I'm not thinking clear

It must just be stress

But I likely shouldn't be here, I'm such a mess

I never really ever know what to say

When all of my emotions get in the way

I'm just trying to get us on the same page (Wish I could explain)

I always get it better right afterward

When all the wrong impressions are said and heard

How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey

Wish I could explain The things that I have to work out

I don't feel right

What has come over me, I'm about

To lose my mind

I never really ever know what to say

When all of my emotions get in the way

I'm just trying to get us on the same page (Wish I could explain)

I always get it better right afterward

When all the wrong impressions are said and heard

How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey

Wish I could explain

Can I let the trees do the talking

Can I let the ground do the walking

Can I let the sky fill what's missing

Can I let my mouth do the listening, the listening

I never really ever know what to say

When all of my emotions get in the way

I'm just trying to get us on the same page

I always get it better right afterward

When all the wrong impressions are said and heard

How come I can never get the right words, I need to convey

Wish I could explain

What I mean to say

Lights: the Listening