I sat in the sun for a couple of hours today reading a book and was content. I sat with a friend during a crisis last night and was content.
And yet, somehow, where I'm not willing to look right now, is a sense of worry. Anxiety. Distress. Nagging wrongness. Is it me? Is it my circumstances? Is it sin? Is it pain? Is it real? I don't know. I think it's probably not real. Oh, the feeling is real. But whatever it's about is probably not. So today I sat in the sun.... and ate red velvet cake. And watched 6 hours of Lost. *laugh*
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I KNEW it was from Primo's when I read this! Primo's has the absolute best Red Velvet Cake.
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