I feel like a tired helium balloon. I’m just drifting aimlessly, hovering a foot above some dirty sidewalk, being pushed along by the counterfeit breeze of cars whizzing by.Read More I feel like a tired helium balloon…
Tonight in my room, I scribbled a prayer to Jesus:
Am I a fool?
For pouring prayers, investing emotions, sacrificing time
for one who never says “thank you”?