Weird, I feel torn.
I feel a great sadness, a longing for anything but what I have and where I am.
For some reason I can't help but feel it will all work out somehow.
I guess this is True Faith I am feeling.
Still hoping beyond all hope.
Dreaming when the only thing left is the dream.
Feeling so completly when there is nothing left to feel.
I pray this blessing will never leave me.
Or maybe it is just the second coffee kicking in.
Unorthodox maybe, but I grow on you.