Am thinking about many numbers of things:

Duncan Sheik and Sun Rays.
Mexican Jumping Beans and Dolphins.
Blindness and Radio Waves.
Baby steps and Generations.
Airplanes and Burlap.
Snow and Geese.
Fingers and Cumulus Clouds.
They Might Be Giants and Roadtrips.
Comic Books and Classic literature.
Marbles and Manhunts.

Am thinking about many numbers of things, none of which seem relevant to the here and now, or the present state in which I find myself.

Melancholy.
Apathetic.
Introverted.
Desiring.
Blurred Vision of what Really Matters.
- Selfish -

Am wondering what it is that holds us together. Of course it is God, but what holds us, keeps us from turning around and running the other direction? I run. I run all the time knowing full well that I'm blessed and forgiven, I run to that which offeres false comfort and a timed respite - instead of pure correction and endless relief.

Knowing full well.

Am hungry always. I need to learn to eat. I need to remember to eat. Isn't that why we experience hunger? To remind us to eat? Why is that I forget.

Why do I forget that my hunger isn't limited to the physical and ignore the pain of spiritual hunger?