But it all seems to be laid on thick, all at once. And all locals know that when it rains in Jacksonville, it doesn't stop for days...
It's been hard to try to feel, you know, happy while everything around us seems to feel moved from the careful crevices due to some unknown harsh storms (too much of this same analogy?) Writing it any differently can't change that though. I have thought and reworded and erased and retyped. But life seems to be somewhere deep in the pits, much farther than seems necessary.
But my Sunday will come.To anyone with a difficult situation our Sunday will come.These rough days are hopefully setting sail with new, enjoyable adventures to embark on.
If you're praying folk, I beseech you to think of those who are struggling with some formidable situations or tasks. Sometimes, faith is more necessary than breathing.
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