...so complicated? Why are there decisions to be made, thoughts to think, hearts to break, and twisted webs to weave?
I suppose we may never actually have the answer to that. I suppose it only gets harder as you get older. I suppose, at 23, that I really do have much to learn (though I still resent typecasting based on the rings in my tree trunk).
I pray that God will reveal something to me tonight -- anything would be good, but particularly in the area of my complications.
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