I should really be in bed. I was but got up again.

I am tired and just feel mystery tonight.

I use to sometimes worry about my end demise since I kept being inspired to call myself a saint....for a while I called myself perhaps more aptly a martyr but now I am ashamed of this more than calling myself a saint. ah! Weird, he? Anyway, I blissful, I had two years of amazing visions, and now I am mostly just at peace pretty much deep down all the time and sometimes worried a lot still. So what the heck is a saint anyway? But someone close to God and blissful? After much traumas and visions?