Here are the facts. I'm at the Snowflake youth retreat. The worship, the message, the fellowship - everything IS great. I am not here; my spirit is somewhere else.
I'm writing this down in a corner on a notepad.
I wasn't feeling it [whatever I should have been feeling while worshipping God] back durning worship, so I went to the prayer room. This does not strike me as wierd or new.
Back in our rooms i failed to explain what has been bothering me since... i do not know how long.(Maybe a year; maybe my whole life without me knowing it. But now it's growing and I'm compelled to do something.) I failed to explain it 'cause i don't know where to start. Too heavy, too heaping to pass it all to someone at once.
I guess I need to chisel off flakes that I can hold. But will any one person get all the pieces?
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