monday

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING ARTICLE CONTAINS EXCESSIVE COMPLAINING AND MASS AMOUNTS OF WHINING. IT IS RATHER PATHETIC. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

boredom. i’ve been back in longview for all of a month now and i’m already out of things to do. it’s like a replay of last summer. most of my old friends are away at college and even if they weren’t, their general lifestyles aren't something that i want to partake in. are there no christian people my age in this town? and so i go day after day. i go to work. i come home. i do nothing. i pass go and collect $200. boring. boring. you know what it is? i usually hate routines and i hate being alone. where’s the adventure? where’s the people?”consider it pure joy, brothers, when you face trials of many kinds…” how am i supposed to be joyful? how is anyone supposed to be joyful in any trial? i close my eyes and take a breath. GOD, paint a smile over my scowl.