Thoughts
I did not have a good day today.
I’m hard on myself.
Didn’t go for a run, didn’t go to church, broke my lisp interpreter (it no longer has lexical scoping) (it’s in git so I can rollback), spent the last 4 hours on the internet, room’s a mess, etc.
I made a post on here, or maybe even in the Twitter days, that I felt like the pieces of my life were drifting apart. (The visual imagery might not be apparent here—I pictured myself standing on an ice sheet with peices cracking off and drifting away under me.) And I worried at the time that I would be left with nothing, and I was afraid that I was being over dramatic. In retrospect, I don’t think I was exaggerating, some of the pieces of my life that I had 4 years ago have drifted away and haven’t come back. And that sucks. But I’m not left with nothing either. New things have come up, and some things haven’t left. There are parts of my life that I can only describe as barren. But there are other parts of my life that are strong pillars that I can stand on.
“Give me today what I need today” (Matt 6:11, paraphrased)