After two weeks of eating dirty food and not eating home cookin' from my mom... I feel NASTY.
My week at work was a blessing. I had a good time but I wish I was more loving to those around me. Not saying I was mean, but I didn't make an effort to talk to those around me as much as I wanted to. I think it was because I was scared or felt intimidated. Anyway, Lord, help me love and care like you do. Whether through talking, laughing, praying etc. G'night.
