here we go again...

"Hello, Lord, it's me, your child, I have a few things on my mind..." ~Sarah Groves, on her album Conversations

Its a Friday night. I'm dressed a tad nicer than I usually dress (though still in blue jeans), I'm wearing perfume and a necklace my mom used to wear when she was younger. And my jewelry matches for once. No silver-and-gold-mix-match. Today, I actually put a little thought into my jewelry. I picked dull silver. I couldn't even wear my watch because its shiny silver. Sorta matches my mood a little. Low-key, slightly antiqued, like memory-lane.

And I'm sitting in my dorm doing homework. I'm wondering how many more times I will have to turn things over to God. How many times will I feel so emotional that my whole body begins to ache? And when that happens, how many times will I have to tell God, "You take it. I can't deal with it anymore."?

I'm tired of this. If anyone has any tips for how to fall out of love, let me know. I'll just be here. Doing homework. I think I have senioritis a year early. I'm constantly doing homework. I don't think I've ever been able to work ahead in my assignments before. Anyway, those are my thoughts. A little bit down, but overall, I'm better than I have been in months. So that's good.