true addiction; the purest form
It is almost nauseating how closed off I feel when I am unable to access the internet and check the blogs of those I partially know on the world wide web. I feel like I am being cornered, stuck in a place where there is no escape; and it is simply because I have gotten to know those who bare their lives, their fears, their faith, and their stories on this odd little thing called weblogs. Interesting really.
I leave this city really soon, It is so hard to continually remind myself that I have a full semester of school left to finish. It is not that I am dreading it, I am going to be taking a lot of classes that I am really looking forward too. I just hope that these next four months will not be as long, as stressful, as over indulgent as the previous four have been.
Winnipeg has been on my mind a lot. My plan was that I would try and fly down there to visit my friends but because of my severe lack of funds I am unable to go. This is a very sad thing. Winnipeg is my home. As much as I am going to college in the town that I grew up in, Winnipeg has my heart. The city and the community of believers that I know; have my heart.
I am not altogether overwhelmed with sadness because I know I will return there, I pray God lets me return there.
suppah time...
ciao...
in both meanings of the word!
It is almost nauseating how closed off I feel when I am unable to access the internet and check the blogs of those I partially know on the world wide web. I feel like I am being cornered, stuck in a place where there is no escape; and it is simply because I have gotten to know those who bare their lives, their fears, their faith, and their stories on this odd little thing called weblogs. Interesting really.
I leave this city really soon, It is so hard to continually remind myself that I have a full semester of school left to finish. It is not that I am dreading it, I am going to be taking a lot of classes that I am really looking forward too. I just hope that these next four months will not be as long, as stressful, as over indulgent as the previous four have been.
Winnipeg has been on my mind a lot. My plan was that I would try and fly down there to visit my friends but because of my severe lack of funds I am unable to go. This is a very sad thing. Winnipeg is my home. As much as I am going to college in the town that I grew up in, Winnipeg has my heart. The city and the community of believers that I know; have my heart.
I am not altogether overwhelmed with sadness because I know I will return there, I pray God lets me return there.
suppah time...
ciao...
in both meanings of the word!