Olive you

Now that I think about it.

Why am I scared?

Why am I letting it get to me?

Should I not be relying on God and letting Him lead.

(That was phrased rhetorically by the way)

In all seriousness, I just need to chill.

After all, I am more than blessed.



I looked lost.

I felt lost.

I am lost.

What’s new?

And what is up with all the future talk?

Never thought I’ll try to be non-committal.

But I’m willing to try anything beneficial.

Whether I’m ready or not is another novel.


I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone.

But now that I think about it, it was never comfortable in the first place.

I really messed up by messing up everything.

I feel untrustworthy.

I’m hard of hearing

for good reasons.

I don’t need to hear all of your bull crap.

illogical sentences.

dumb questions.

I’m visually impaired

for great reasons.

I don’t need to see the mess you make.

I can only imagine how big your face problem is.