But I can’t. You think I’m a precious snowflake. I am intricate, not frail. Cold not frigid. I see more than your open mind wants to believe. Perhaps in you’re vast experience you have never encountered self control.
I have a few choice words inside that will be left unsaid. You think I am speechless, appalled perhaps. On the contrary, I’m processing. Refining your negative spew so I don’t throw up the nasty meal you just served. You’re disillusioned you have won your battle with words. I simply walk away.
I didn’t melt in your heat. Don’t consider myself too refined to be in your presence. Some things are better left unsaid.
I am repurposing life by taking experiences my sovereign God has allowed to pass through me and using them to give emotions a voice that might not be common or popular. My hope is to repurpose the negative into positive.
RANDOM | My thoughts and posts are random. My left side of my mind doesn't have enough time in the day to execute all that the right side dreams. Pardon the scattered thoughts. You might find some nuggets within the randomness. You might delight in the whimsey.
INTROVERTED I prefer the solitude of my home and quiet time. But we are most effective when we step outside our comfort zone. Writing affords me a voice that isn't always feasible when I try to speak aloud.
VISUAL LEARNER . I enjoy analogies, and hope you do too. They help me comprehend. Jesus used parables and it worked well for Him. I hope you're a visual learner too!
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