says pretty much. I propose that i'm suffering from some identity crisis. I've been watching Mulan (yes, don't laugh) while i read my articles. Makes me laugh, and makes me want to feel determined to try harder.
so glad i saw damiri today in the library. Saved me from paper chase. :) everything is happening too fast that there's no room for breathing. ahaha. Run first, and I'll make things up as I go along?
i need friend-o-therapy. I need to spend more time in solitude.
says pretty much. I propose that i'm suffering from some identity crisis. I've been watching Mulan (yes, don't laugh) while i read my articles. Makes me laugh, and makes me want to feel determined to try harder.
so glad i saw damiri today in the library. Saved me from paper chase. :) everything is happening too fast that there's no room for breathing. ahaha. Run first, and I'll make things up as I go along?
i need friend-o-therapy. I need to spend more time in solitude.
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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