i have like, three things clean to wear.
i ate like, six brownies tonight.
i have piles all over my desk at work.
did i mention i cannot see my floor?
when was the last time i washed my sheets?
or went to the rec?
i am disgusted with myself and i feel like i am running my fastest, only to be barely keeping up with the rest of the runners. i go to bed tired and wake up exhausted. summer school is for the birds. i hate birds. eight more days. then a week and moving out. then vacation. then moving in and back to work. then school. then Christmas.
i'm losing speed.
"The LORD is my strength and song, and he is become my salvation: he is my God, and I will prepare him an habitation; my father's God, and I will exalt him." Exodus 15:2
"God is my strength and power: and he makes my way perfect." 2 Samuel 22:33