... because it is late and I lack one.
I have been tagged by my wonderful roommate Lindsey to do this little thing, and I am going to try not to be persuaded by any of her answers as I answer this... when I should be going to bed. Because it's 12:23 am and wake up call comes at 5. I am going to write the first thing that comes to mind and am not editing. Don't judge me.
I am redeemed, fearfully and wonderfully made, a daughter of the King, daughter, sister, & friend.
I have unspeakable joy!
I wish everyone knew the love and joy of Jesus.
I want more of God. I am so in love with Him and want to spend more time with Him. There is never enough time, and whatever time I spend is never enough. I want more. I can't get enough.
I fear rejection, not being good enough, spiders, being single forever.
I hear Linds talking.
I wonder when I will ever sleep again and where my husband is right now.
I regret very few things in my life.
I love love. I love to give love. I tell people I love them a lot, because I do. I love to love on people.
I always fall asleep listening to the rain on my computer at night.
I usually get ready in the exact same order every day. This has been slightly altered with the broken leg situation and all, but 99% of the time, this is true.
I am not ready to be in the real world and desire it so much at the same time.
I sing constantly. and loud.
I rarely stay mad about anything. I can't be mad for long no matter how hard I try.
I never don't have a song in my head.
I cry for every emotion. It's a bit out of control probably...
I am not always on time. I hate this about myself, but it's true nonetheless.
I need to be loved, God, music, to go to bed, to be hugged, to smile.
Now I think I'm supposed to tag people, but I don't really know who reads this blog, so just go for it :)