the rest is blissful
Weekend. Drive. Eat fast food, feel gross but love it anyway. I forgot my guitar. Drive. I don't understand knowing/the Bible. Run around, act crazy. Glowsticks. Singing. Sleepovers. Glowsticks. Singing. Try to understand knowing/the Bible. Talk. Drive. Walk. Drive. Coffee. Discussion. "Spur one another on to love and good deeds." Family. Birthdays. Loud music. Study. Sleep.
Sometimes I do so much stuff that I can't even remember what I did the day before. Sometimes I forget that I love doing stuff. Sometimes I forget that doing some stuff isn't as important as doing other stuff. Sometimes I regret things.
love,
Ryan
Sometimes I do so much stuff that I can't even remember what I did the day before. Sometimes I forget that I love doing stuff. Sometimes I forget that doing some stuff isn't as important as doing other stuff. Sometimes I regret things.
love,
Ryan
posted by Ryan at Monday, November 19, 2007
1 Comments:
i take it post-camp was fun. i missed not going, knowing you guys were having fun. i miss camp.
and i heard about your sleepover...from a little birdy:P
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