Yeah I think we met actually! I was very last in line… I guess it went well, I left after getting my picture taken. Did you stay after that?
Keeping my fingers crossed for both of us :)
I’ve recently taken up journaling again. Two weeks in and it’s already proving to be just what I needed: a creative outlet, a threshing floor, a place to think. I’m kicking myself for taking years off of this blessed practice: and I can rather accurately pinpoint the time I stopped.
We are Hosea’s wife, we are squandering this life
Using bodies like money and truth like lies,
We are more than dust,
That means something, that means something,
We are more than just
Blood and emotions, inklings and notions,
Atoms on oceans,
We are Hosea’s wife.