Stubbornly, the stars refuse to align. There are signs aplenty, but either they are all in vain or I am reading them wrong. Or perhaps they are only encouragement along the way, lest I let go of hope. For something still shines to me as like something to anticipate, and the call of “soon, soon!” I cannot simply dismiss, not so easy as that. Will it come this magic month? For the number of its position is 7, that number which has such significance, in various places. I have waited for some time for something to happen to me, something which the dreaming has promised is surely set in stone in the future’s writing. I must recall Abraham, I suppose, who was over twice my age when what he waited for finally came. I suppose true faith is baked in such slow cooking. If this is a test, I must surely do my best to pass. Surely this builds character, no?
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6:04pm friday, 1st july
I'd strive for eternal patience.
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9:48pm sunday, 3rd july
Striving for eternal patience..ha,ha..I can't seem to say anything lately that isn't a dichotomy.
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