Picture from Google - Credit to Photographer
Somehow, things feel close, but far away. Surreal; like this photo.
Things seem brilliantly clear, but confusing.
Maybe it's my tiredness. Maybe it's the weird dreams about man-eating, enormous spiders that explode when thrown off of my back deck. :P Maybe it's the fact that I'm going insane. Maybe it's the fact that I'm worried about people.
I'm not sure.
I want a hug from my dad right now. :(
Mom's still recovering from the heart-attack she had, and the meds she's on are giving weird side-effects.
I'm tired in more ways than one, but I'm not depressed. Just... subdued? I'm not sure.
The picture baffles me.
It's flesh, but it's not.
It's warm, but it's cold.
He appears to be holding open his hand in want of something, but can't get it. Maybe it's open in the gesture of asking, 'Why?', or 'What should I do?'.
I'm rambling. Please excuse me. I just needed to say something... anything. :)
Even if it was about robotic/humanoid hands. ;P
Please be in prayer for both of my parents, actually. And me, too.
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God, and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
... it's snowing.