vulnerable

Why is it so hard to admit that we aren't as strong as we think we are? That we struggle, mess up, trip and fall, and are far from perfect? Is it because we think everyone will leave us? Is it because it makes us vulnerable? But how can anyone love us if we're not real? How can it be love if it comes easily and requires no effort? If it's true that love never fails, then we are free to.

On My Mind...

* I want a simple life.
* Where will I be this time next year?
* My room is cold tonight.
* Drunk old men are entertaining to serve.
* Is it really wrong to eat someone else's left over popcorn?
* I miss popcorn in Mozambique.
* I need to call the recording studio.
* I.DO.NOT.QUIT.OR.SETTLE.
* Balance is hard to find sometimes.
* How willing am I to give up EVERYTHING?
* It's ok to cry, but difficult to do while jogging.
* I'm tired of sharing my room with spiders
* Have I ever eaten a spider in my sleep???
* 4.0?
* Tomorrow is my Dad's birthday.
* Taco Bell always gives me free food.
* How much Portuguese can I learn by this summer?
* My check list for the week is getting shorter :)
* I'm blessed to have such amazing people in my life.
* I need to wax my snowboard.. ok, have Mark wax it for me...
* "I don't need a telescope to see that there's hope..."
* Praying for wisdom.
* I need to go to bed.