Not much has changed since the time it all changed. As the days go by and that day draws close, I am not sure if everything i went over in my head would be as i thought it would or even close. You know how for whatever reason when a snail recoils back into its shell, its so much easier for it to be tossed about, you can very easily lose sight of it. well, i worry….not because “the snail” recoiled, no. i worry that some random thing/person might toss it about and without it or me knowing it, it will be out of my sight and i cant have that….this snail is too beautiful!lol I added that for good measure. On the real though, i wouldnt want that. Am not sure if this makes sense, but well, there is no clearer way i could possibly write this.
My language limitations here are real. My vocabulary is adequate for writing notes and keeping journals but absolutely useless for an active moral life. If I really knew this language, there would surely be in my head, as there is in Webster’s or the Dictionary of American Slang, or even in Urban Dictionary that unreducible verb designed to tell a person like me what to do next.
I do know, however, that questioning anything within doubt, will just bring mind to no certainty. And so i will spare my self that vortex. i will pray and i will wait.
ONELove,
Xiona
