Hello there Big G,
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| Pieces of Letters to God |
I'm feeling as
grey as the dreary sky outside. Things are just not falling into place it would
seem. My efforts at pushing hard at this life business seem quite measly in the
greater scheme of things. I'm feeling all sorts of sorry for myself. I'm not
that great at life it would seem. If you left breathing to me I'd make a mess
of it somehow I bet. Ah, well. I'll just sit here and share my feelings of
inadequacy with the sky. That's what I'll do. Life's giving me lemons and I
don't like them much but I can handle them in a pinch.
Anyway, all the
soppy stuff aside, how are You? Are You still on top of all things wonderfully
wibbly and mysterious? Do tell a boy. I like listening to the small sound of Your
still, soft voice in the din of the roaring thunder.
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