Peace

After finishing my last blog, I began to read my new Ted Dekker book called Forbidden. Finally. Haha I've had it for two weeks and am just now getting to it. After a couple chapters I moved over to the kid's section because that's the one place in the store where they don't mind if you sit on the floor and read.(I hate that) I went on the little stage they have and leaned against the wall and read another chapter or two. And then I wrote. And it wasn't a simple, sit down and write it thing. It was work. It didn't always come out easily. And I had to reread it and ponder it and delete things and rewrite a bunch of times before finally getting it right about 12 minutes before the store was going to close. I was afraid I would run out of time, but I got it. I think. After I finished, and was packing up my things to leave, I felt good. I felt accomplished. I felt like I had made something beautiful and that felt so refreshing. I wished a Merry Christmas to the guy working near the door as I exited. I got in my car, and turned on some Jon Foreman for the drive home and just relaxed. Finally. It feels so nice. Now it's time for bed. I am in a good mood and at peace.