I have probably said "I am tired" literally a hundred times this past week. Between not getting enough sleep, PT (physical training), early PT at 4 am, daily tasks, God intervention, crying, and mostly eating fruits and vegetables (which probably isn't a part of it but I like to put the blame on it)I am exhausted. And the world keeps on spinning.
Anyway, in my spare time I like to think of random things. One thing I thought of recently was: what if time isn't the thing that is moving but we are, in some way we can't imagine, let alone comprehend?
And allowing God to change you is like having a knife at your chest and you struggle to pull it away and when you let go, right as it pierces your skin it becomes a big fluffy cloud inside of you.
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