Drinking warm apple cider helps one to ponder.
Ponder such things as why I didn't go to Africa:
A Divine intervention?
Did I not have purely selfless intentions?
Was it merely a fluke and human flaw together?
Ponder situations as why Warren Watson no longer is my friend:
Did I tease him too much (thinking I was flirting...)?
Was he pushing me away b/c of his dad's death?
Did he just think I was annoying?
Such questions often consumer me at this hour of the night, but yet, they decided to accost my mind at o2 this evening -about 3 hours too early. I began to cry, and feeling so helpless, I practically fell into Chris Shope's arms. Chris Shope prayed for me and let me have a good cry.
Everyone needs a good cry.


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