I'm not the only one.
I don't stand alone.
In - these feelings.
These - restless nights.
Hoping - but discouraged.

Like a can of worms, I've heard numerous expressions from various people (some of whom don't normally talk that deeply with me, let alone confide in) over the past week of this pandemic.

I'm trying to stay faithful, and finding anchors. I feel like I'm even struggling to keep my head about the white caps and crests of waves. I've found a fondness of some new words: perspicuity, veracity, and doldrums.

No idea why, I just like 'em.

But, to be fair, I have a few wonderful things God has given me - amidst a world of illusion, paper walls, fringe safety, and "freedom". God has shown me a lot, and grown in my heart a deeper desire for the things of Him. I get freaked out and spooked, but at the end of the day, I won't be idle.