words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Oh My My
Ack! Group Leader wanted to respond to the entire group about something and used a reply to my private e-mail to do it. Now the whole group got to read about my "pretty serious crisis of faith" that's preventing me from leading. If I wasn't so embarrassed I'd probably find some humor in this slip-up.