there are moments and conversations that can seem far to big to take in and altogether before their time.
these moments, like a drop of food coloring in a gallon of water, seem insignifcant at the time but usually end up altering the whole of your being.
most of my (real) conversations with my friends (especially paul bindel) have proven to be just that.
for the first itme in a long time i am viewing christianity with the light of a distant hope, instead of the dark cynical eyes the church has given me.
but then tomorrow, the future.
who knows how colorado will find me.
4:11 p.m. - 2005-12-30
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