I am under the weather today from my insomnia all night going wild on the blog with reincarnation stories. I am so ordinary in fact and sickly. BJG is so very nice: he did everything today. I just slept.

He is such a good man, struggling with me all along.

I am depressed today at how unloving I have been with all my family. Why was I so? I cry tonight about it. Why couldn't I just simply hear them and love them for who they are? If I am ever holy, I certainly am not tonight. I am certainly not holier than some of my friends that is for sure. Just more destroyed.