fly away

departures kinda suck
yea they do.

"it's jus another part of the world", u tell urself that.

so maybe i should just chill.rest and let God.

i had to run.
so when i reached camp aft airport
i ran 7 rounds.
all those pent up energy has to escape somewhere.
and i found it in running.

where's my heart at?
Him or him?

psalm 73
my heart and flesh might fail
but the Lord is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

these few days.have been thinkin alot though.
studies.uni.army.church.
i don't really pen them down in my blog..
instead all those thoughts go into my small diary.
maybe i shld have a sketch book as well..
cos sometimes i jus don't feel like writing, i feel like drawing instead.

"so when can i fly over?" i ask Him and i ask myself.