I’m feeling angsty today.
It might be that I’m listening to Patty Griffin.
It might be that I just finished re-reading Elisabeth Elliot’s Passion and Purity.
Traveling always does a little something to my insides. It’s like it gives me room to step out of my life for just a moment and view it from an entirely different angle, and I love the reflection, I love the angst and consideration of it all.