This has been a weekend of wandering. It was worse than usual, but my faith is as strong as ever.
Sometimes the heart gets filled up with so much crud that the mind, which is usually the sensible one of the pair, joins in on the illusion. Here’s how it goes:
Hope. Realization. Fear. Renewed hope. Foolishness. *repeat about 3000 times*
Sometimes all you can do is turn the music up loud and dance.
So dance on my friends. Just dance.