Tonight I feel the weight of all the disappointment I can ,and yet I know things could be much heavier. I'm not being effective in my world, not all I should be,and yet I long for the warmth of fresh air to breath and almost a desire for solitude. Is that not how it is ,when feeling disappointed in self ? There is this hidden longing inside the human heart to be all ,or nothing at all. I cannot speak for tomorrow,what joy or sorrow, I can only say that today I need God more than yesterday.