I sit here and contemplate. Tomorrow is Sunday, do I go to church or do I stay home? Well technically today is Sunday. I don’t do things out of the sense of duty unless it is my job and then I have to. Going to church can be so difficult because you go into a church and nobody talks to you or greets you or anything and you sit down sing a few songs, listen to message and give an offing then leave. Why? It is so much effort just to leave feeling so lonely. Scriptures teaches us to not forsake assembling together . . .
My brain and my heart are at war. My soul and my spirit are at war. Reality and that which I hope for are at war.
Sleep, glorious sleep for this sad widow. . .