This man, today. Well, he hands me his credit card after telling me to write the name "Bob" on his cup. He is maybe 27 or 28 years old, and suddenly I am having a flashback as I run my fingers over the embossed named "Robert" on the plastic card.
I forgot about Bob, and how I sorta thought I loved him.
I forgot about my feelings.
That one day, we showed up on a Sunday, and I'd almost died in the snow on the way to the bank, and there he was, wearing a hoodie, and I'd never seen him wear normal clothes. He was mysterious and secretive, and seeing him wearing normal clothes made me realize all the parts of his life he wasn't telling me from 2:30 to 6:15 each day.

Another day when Tanya insisted to Bob, that he take me as his date to her wedding, and then when I ran to the bathroom instead of letting him ask me to dance.
It was always the wrong timing for me and Bob.

But I think the major reason of our failed romance was that I don't think I will ever like Family Guy.

who led you to this hiding place?

I am standing in so many places, to try to tell you hello.
The things that are already in close proximity to you, become more valuable and your moments with them become less, so that you clutch them so tightly. Your fingernails puncture your palms.

What I mean is, I have been having these moment where I don't feel how hard my heart is beating, I forget breathing, and I am simply alive and in love.

Going to see Neko Case with my dad and family was incredible. Neko is always a good idea. And I get to be back with more family in the green and voluptuous midwest America. I am running, and running farther, and cherishing more.

Also, there is how good God is. How he is love, and we will never understand. How he picks us though we do not pick him. How he holds us and contends for us, and just wants to hear us say hi now and then. And how my arms ache for Him.
I cannot say all the things I mean to say about the trinity, and how warm it is with Him.