Another from my daily journal where I try to make sense of things that seem beyond my control. I write to understand. I write to find my way through. I write in my journal to make sense out of that which I can't seem to control.
When life gets away from you, what are you to do? Where are you to go? Do you run and hide? Do you run and flee from everyone you know?
When life gets away from you, what is the next step? Where do you turn? Can you even begin to find the way back to that which you seek.
Lately, it feels like life has gotten away from me. What I once had, no longer exists. Too much heartache and pain has come knocking on my door. There has been far too much stress in the job to even have a moments rest.
When life gets away from you, what are you to do? Where are you to go? Do you run and hide? Do you run and flee from everyone you know?
When life gets away from you, what is the next step? Where do you turn? Can you even begin to find the way back to that which you seek.
Lately, it feels like life has gotten away from me. What I once had, no longer exists. Too much heartache and pain has come knocking on my door. There has been far too much stress in the job to even have a moments rest.

