All day I think about it,then at night I say it. Where did I come from,and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around to that place, I’ll be completely sober. ~Rumi
Before I go to bed and when I wake up, I lay in bed, I think I pray and I write. Today I grew curious at god’s timing. Why now, I wondered, would you have me do this (and not that)? Why now…I asked with no desire to have it answered.