.


.fill my cup so that it may be emptied again.

for now we see
in a mirror dimly,
but then face to face.
now i know in part,
but then i shall know,
just as i am also known.

1cor13.12.

patpatpat

happiness is a fuzzy kitten—or so i've heard...

why were my eyes laden
when it was never about me?

somehow,

i had come

to think

that I had

a right to be

a part of it.

today is not yesterday.

so, why was today so hard?