"And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm"
I never knew it would be so hard. In fact, compared to now, it was easy. Why are you doing this? I don't understand. Not that I would expect to but it would be nice to see at least some sort of something proving this was the right choice. Instead, everything is telling me it's going to get harder yet. Why?
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Nowhere is everywhere. Everywhere is somewhere. You are somewhere. Therefore: you are here. Welcome to Nowhere.
Anywhere
- Teri
- What are you doing here? You should be reading the blog. That's what's going to tell you about me. Not this little column. If you really want to find out more about me, I suggest we hang out sometime. I like inconvenient relationships. They take time, which means they are important. This is something our society has forgotten. So let's go for coffee.
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