Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Three minutes and counting...

I have three minutes before I have to leave for the doctors...admist my feelings of nervous anxiety--I find my calm place...

I want to say a prayer--before my feet can hit the ground...Lord I give this day to you.

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