i need to get out of here.

i'm sitting at work, helping people print do their login stuff...
it's all good.

except it isn't.
the reality of not prioritizing time with jesus, being sick
and not wanting to let anyone in on whatever this lingering feeling has been.
actually, i know what it is.
loneliness.

and i'm letting myself sit in it.

jesus, i want to finally be real with you.
let you into the dark places of pain, frustration and confusion.
there seems to be a storm brewing and i haven't taken time to actually hear your contingency plan.

i'm making time, getting off this campus to actually hear what you want to say.