I have an idea to go somewhere different for some time. Why not pick me? I do not want to live a boring life. I want the best and whatever that means... so be it. I am so proud that I live in a country that allows me to do what I want. I fear that this may change soon, but that's how things are a rollin' these days. I hope that the next few weeks and months will work out for me. Who knows if they will or not, but I will keep trying.
Why does people run up to me based on the fact that they are foreign? I just sit in a random place and wait and they sit next to me and ask questions. I think it is God's way to teach me patience. I certainly lack it sometimes.
Why? Why? Why?
1 comment:
boring...not over here.
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