Tired but content

Tired but content I sit at the computer, delaying the time when I have to finishing packing up my suitcase like a snail's shell to be transported to St. Louis, my half-year home.

Tired but content because I had a good cry at Mass tonight, and for the first time in a while I felt my heart cracking open to God. I actually felt it.

Tired but content with what is happening in my life in terms of love.

Tired but content and ready for bed. Ready for anything.


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yellow.