the hard is what makes it great...

i think that learning how to really love someone as in for the long haul is hugely difficult.

i mean, i guess you already knew that. but in all seriousness, it's an amazing, beautiful, joyful, difficult, painful thing.

and i just realized that it goes on like this forever. this is what it means to really love a person.

also, on another note, did you ever feel like everything that came out of your mouth was dirty socks?

i feel a lot like that lately. dirty socks running rampant. not bad words, not hateful talk, not discouragement, but nasty dirty socks. necessary and useful (or at one time useful) but unpleasant. and ill-timed. and inappropriate in delivery and substance.

clumsy. bumbling. laborious. naive. childish.

this is how i feel about my dirty socks mouth today.

but i'll make it better. i promise.

seems like i have a history of this cycle. i feel like an israelite.