So I'm laying here watching episode after episode of Criminal Minds and I'm so glad to be home!

I know my Aunt's house is just a stopover for me on this journey called life but I'm thankful. I'm thankful to have a couch to lay on while my brain turns into mashed potatoes and my eyes begin to feel heavy and it gets colder outside and my breathing slows.

It seems like life is just a bunch of little deaths. I know I'm not the only one who thinks so. I've been lost in the wilderness of confusion lately. I've been sad.

But into a season I go where the labor is needed, praising the Lord is required, and its time to stop thinking. I'm in boot camp. I'm in Hell. But no matter how much it hurts, no matter how much it brings me discomfort, the Lord will set me free. I cannot set myself free. I make the attempts but it is out of my control.

My dreams are at a pause and for now, I sleep. And when I sleep, I sleep some more.

I had two days off this week. Work is getting busier and I'm getting more stressed out when I'm there. I have to remind myself to praise the Lord when I feel frustrated or like a jackass. Retail is retail. I have a paycheck, thank you Lord. I love my co-workers. They are sweeties :)

Tomorrow is going to be a good day!