wonderful, terrific, awesome people.

i suppose i just look at GREAT people and think, geez. they're great. and i just shake my head cause its something i know i'll never be.

i keep having this haunting day dream...i think it floats through my mind at least once a day. DEFINITELY every sunday...its like a bad nightmare.

its like this:

in this nightmare, i am perfect. i am multi-talented, gifted both in the academics and arts, devoted to our Father, ever giving, always praying, beautiful (both physically and emotionally), maybe even fine, wonderful and sweet, making lots and lots of money, providing for my parents and friends, voluteering at shelters, establishing programs for troubled youth, teaching the illiterate to read, fluent in american sign language, spanish, and korean, building a medical clinic where I, the head doctor, treat low income patients for free (and i never mis-diagnose), and then come to my beautiful home with my 3 gifted and talented and musical and honest children and my wonderfully supportive perfect husband.

why is it a nightmare? because it causes me to sin. takes my mind off the real battle.

i decided i want to change the subject because i don't want to think about that anymore.

i haven't worn a skirt or shorts in 6 months. talk about pale legs.

ok. bye.