OB-LA-DI, OB-LA-DA
Life goes on.

I believe it's dead now. I don't ever want to be back there again. Now I will focus on the 9th of April and grace. I thank God for humanness and weakness. Now I think I know what I want and how to get there. Let me not deceive myself into assuming comfort and stability. I pray that I will never lose the discomfort and tension that pushes me forward. But I pray for life.

To be alive in this moment, in this moment, to be found and to belong.

I rest in the knowledge and trust of God's goodness. I realise that by giving up all, I am utterly free to be. Nevermind IR, nevermind Theatre, nevermind church, nevermind friends, nevermind relationships.

Go for it.