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Sunday, August 12, 2007
my heart is pacing and I can't make it stop.

it's so weird, it was like this weekend was a dream. no stress, so calm, so full of good, and rest. Up until 5 minutes ago, when I realized there was this one thing I have yet to do. All of the sudden mom's question seem too urgent, the television too loud, the mess that's been in my room for literally months too overwhelming.

I guess it's called snapping. on the verge of it, but trying not to.

really it's so aggravating because like I said this weekend was so perfect.

and then there's you. you always had this lying beneath the surface. but now something happened in the last 3 weeks and it seems like it's engulfed you. i don't know if i should have done more - if i can do more. i suppose the best thing to do is pray first. pray first lauren, pray first.

tomorrow we find out if that is the apt God wants us to have. i'm totally trusting Him on this one because that's all I can do.

myspace brings out the evil.

who knew that becoming your wife would be so beautiful and difficult? I suppose most truly beautiful things are difficult.

beautiful one i love
beautiful one i adore
beautiful one my soul must sing


tomorrow is full of things, and so is tonight. goodnight.


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