I haven't been here in a while.

Re-reading old posts is interesting.

It brings up a lot of feelings.

I miss you God. So much.

And I don't know how to get back to you.

I don't feel a fire, or a conviction.

I think I can say I don't want to go back.

But I want to want to.

I want to want to.

I want to want.

I want to.

I want.

I.

Maybe that's the problem.

I, me, always about myself.

God, I miss you.

God, I miss.

God, I.

God.

Maybe that's better.

Sigh.