So, I was just noticing that it's been a week or two since I've posted on this blog. It's been about 3 weeks since I've posted any photos. Since 3 weeks ago, a lot has transpired.
Namely, I have become a bit crazy.
I blame the Springtime, the allergies, the pollen, . . . the fever.
I remember every Springtime in China just praying that God would see me through another season. I could feel it in my bones. . . love should have been there but it was not. So, I misplaced it, and went looking for it wherever I thought it could be found.
I took long walks outside at night. I gazed longingly at flowers and fantasized about guys I had no business being interested in. I wrote poetry and cried a lot. And yet, God took me through those seasons.
And now, it's seems the season has new promises for me. I'm with a great guy. He seems to like me, . . . and I know it. And it's mutual.
Or maybe, it's simply springtime, and I have become a bit crazy.