Cyclicicty

I woke up this morning pretty siked I don't know why but I was. My aunt just flew in from San Diego yesterday so I trying to have fun with her as much as I can. We went to church and saw everyone off to Montreat, which was bitter sweet for me. It being the last year I could have gone, and I opted to stay home to work so I could take days off to go do things with Jessica. A piece of advice to everyone, don't plan your summer around someone elses schedule. Yet I dont think I regret it. Anyway, we then went out to eat and went to the movies,I haven't been to a movie in like a month so it was alright. Then we came home and I went for a walk, just a little mosey down the subdivision behind mine. I walked for a while cause I had nothing better to do, but then again what is better than walking just to walk? We all know the answer to that question and I thought about it the whole time. My mom and aunt came and joined me so I broke them into a few model homes that were being diplayed, but then I went back to walking.

It seems like I have been walking all my life, with out a destination, everyone tells me they know where Im going but I don't know if Ill make it. Im tired and my body can't walk anymore, not cause I couldn't have made it but because I always seem to find stragglers on the road so I pick them up and carry them till I get them over the mountain. Once I get across they keep on their path and I have to not only continue on mine but figure out which one it is. I thought God had sent me an angel on a ship and that would help me on my walk I could rest and we could float for a while, without having to wear ourselves out. I thought maybe I had found my road, and I still think I have, I just have to wade through the swamp a while and hopefully Ill find the ship or maybe a diffrent ship on the otherside. My friends have tried to help me wade through the swamp but they're all tooo afraid to jump in themselves. They sheepishly suggest I climb a tree and wait for another ship, one thats faster or fancier. But they fail to realize the ship I was on was on my course for at least the next 100 miles, yet all these other ships are sailing south, and I mean SOUTH. Maybe the river wouldn't meet the road I need to walk but it would have been an entertaining ride and I would have been rested again to navigate.