a spark in a sea of grey

clumsy me.

I don't know what it is lately, but I feel like everyone is just repeating themselves.

Over and over. But they're so convinced each time is the first.
Not the case, it's this weird Groundhog's Day thing - which works, because Bryan's autistic brother thinks I look like Bill Murray. Whodathunk.

Speaking of look-a-likes, here's who I've gotten lately from complete strangers:

Moby

Gene Hackman

Chester Bennington (Singer of Linkin Park)

Kevin Spacey

And most the time, they're cougars on the prowl. Totally unashamed to flirt in public, as I stand in front of the deli picking out lunch. To which I just smile and laugh at the notion that  good looking women twice my age act this way.

So that was a tangent...

I'm sad Randal and Sherry are moving. God is good and has a plan. Stoked to be playing with Kenny though. Lots of changes, and I feel like I'm trying to catch all these cannonballs.

And then I feel like I want to jump ship. I'm still too weak. I've been keeping a bold face, though.

Josh told me to not forsake doing good - and referenced a Psalm that I had texted him a few months back to hit me in the face with: 

Psalm 119:32
I will run in the way of your commandments when you enlarge my heart!

More chances for me to rely on God, and to live out Biblical Theology.

"Might have to go where they don’t know my name
Float all over the world just to see her again
But I won’t show or feel any pain
Even though all my armour might rust in the rain
A simple plot, but I know one day
Good things are coming our way" -Up With The Birds - Coldplay