Random

I’m broke and broke-n. But I’m happy.

Sleep was never enough. But I’m happy.

I’m putting on too much weight. But I’m happy.

I’m getting knocked over and down. But I’m happy.

We’ve been doing really stupid things. But I’m happy.

Results are out on Thursday. Dreading it. But I’m happy.

I’m thinking of the could-have-beens once again. But I’m happy.

Or am I?

I’m happy for whatever God has given me.

I’m grateful for what God has blessed me with.

I’m asking for more always – because I know I am never good enough.

What irony.

Just how great is Your love? Maybe I’ll never come to comprehend.

That’s why I need You even more.

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Now this is random to the max.
Roomie and I.
Shorts up high.
P.S.: scrutinize this picture and you might see things that'll give you sore eyes.