Better In Time
That’s the new theme of my life currently. The sadness comes in waves, but it just takes time to experience peace again. Can’t wait ’til my wounds are fully healed so that the damn stinging in my heart would go away.
I’ve never felt so forced to do that cliche soul-searching before, nor do I feel inclined; but I know it’s for the best. I guess it’s really not soul-searching but more so soul-filling with God.
The drives are the worst. There’s just too much room for thinking. It’s times like these I wish I was back in Shanghai where I can take a subway while preoccupying myself with games on my iPod touch or observing others around me. I didn’t realize how bombarded the radio waves are with love songs. Even my favorite soft rock hits are leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. Ironically, the more I try to drown out my thoughts with music, the more I’m reminded of how badly it hurts.
All of this is so fresh and new to me. I’ve never experienced this before and hope to never have to again.
I’m God’s lost sheep that’s been found. Thanks for the reminder, Janelle. <3
