Saturday, March 10, 2018 - Sacramento CA,
Drop the needle,
I'm finding myself lost and found at the same time. I'm believing in things that I didn't want to a long time ago. I'm not the same person I was when fairytales were complete bullshit. I'm at a point where I'm realizing the happy endings are just the beginning of the story.
I feel like I'm pouring my soul and everything that I have into this great big pot. The fear that I have is that, I want someone to know what to do with it instead of let it boil over. I feel that if God has allowed these feelings to come at this moment, he has crafted the perfect chef to meet this need.
I have such faith and hope for the things that I cannot see. I am terrified and sure, vulnerable and safe, scared and loved. I just don't want my physical lateness to hinder the strong, emotional feelings that I have. This scares me the most.