When I am writing, I’d like to think sometimes that what I write is worth reading to someone, or that I can say something profound, something eloquent, something brilliant…….
Sometimes it’s the temptation to sound like a certain type of person. Or to say something oh so true.
These are the times I usually try to avoid writing. (not that it always works) Because anything I write will only be at best semi-honest. And because, horribly, then the words written become more about me, or how I look, or who I am than anything else. I don’t really want to sound good right now, I really just want to be honest.

So here’s my un-eloquence for the day:

Jesus.
He loves me.
I’m gonna go find out what that means.
Every day.
Over and over again.
Til nothing else matters.