I like how he mentioned "Pond of Shit". That matches the Sewer theme in this blog. Yeah, both of us walking and squishing and wading our way through shit, though not together, and that's the sad part of it. I don't know, it ceases to hurt that much now that I think of it.
But I still do care what happens, in a distant off-handed sort of way. If he goes out there and two-times me, I'd still cry and walk around with swollen eyes. But nowadays the relationship feels non-existent and superficial. I know he finds comfort in the distraction over in Brunei, and I find some in the nuts I call my colleagues.....so yeah. Just wondering how the relationship will change in the near distant future.
I'm being optimistic. When you smile and laugh, everything looks definitely better. I refuse to be haunted by a spectre of impending doom. New day, new manna.
Right now, I just want the give that guy with the painful muscles a nice backrub. Poor sod thinks he's getting old. Silly. :)
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Pond of Shit
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Do ya know what living by faith means, dear? It's choosing to live in truth instead of living in reality.
In reality, it might seem that you're wading the sewers. In truth is, He will you strength, rest, and wisdom. Trust that all things is possible through Him - even with the circumstance with ur boy. So, do you choose to live in reality or live by faith?
Just a thought...
I'm trying .... This blog post is a rant. Don't worry, luv.
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