You know that feeling when you have this big secret and you can't tell anybody, but really the secret somehow hurts you inside. Well, that's exactly what I'm going throught. But, it's not a secret that somebody else told; it's a secret that is between my brain and my heart. My brain talks of leaving my bf because school is important but, my heart goes don't leave him, you love him. So it's really like what should I do? I mean it's hard enough dealing with the things I do, then having guys on top of it. Jeez, being a teenager is so confusing. While having God's shining on me, anyway. He believes in me even, when I don't in Him. It's still hard to know what's right and wrong because there is so much temptation in this world. Plus there is so many question to life we always wanted to answer. But, we can't for example.... What is love? You think you know the answer but really there is no answer. That's what we spend life doing looking for answers. But we don't what happens when we don't find the answers? What do you think?
Well, its early on a Tuesday I came into work early due to the absence of my coworker so here I am. Its such a peaceful morning so far, I can hear the coffee maker from the kitchen and silence. Its a relatively nice feeling, rather than the phone constantly shrilling, demanding immediate attention. Even my mother hasn't gotten to work yet, which is simply bizarre considering her job is her life. So, I'm sitting at the front desk typing away on my laptop and making coffee for my mother. She just walked in wondering where I was for most of the time, which it actually took me a half an hour to drive to work and I stopped along the way at a recreation center, just sitting in the field. It was so peaceful, now the office is starting to get a bit fussy as most type furiously across their keyboards and the morning coffee is quickly taken as, a crutch, for most tired employees. Some have not even stepped foot in the office, but rather chose an extra hour of sleep. Its going to be a lon...
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