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oh hear my voice when i cry to you The Holy Gospel according to St. Mark! No sooner did she exit onto I-84 East than she began having second thoughts. Not that, that was uncommon for her. Her whole life she had been plagued with second-thoughts, doubts and worries. Fleeing to Seattle had been an attempt to escape all that; but Seattle hadn’t worked out, it hadn’t worked out at all. So now she was returning home. Home, with all that needed worrying about there. Home, with all its responsibilities. Home, with all its expectations of her. Home, with everything she had tried to flee from… So now, of course, she wasn’t so sure. Maybe things would work in California after all. Maybe she shouldn’t have started traveling home… She exhaled heavily and squeezed the steering wheel. Ugh . This was the worst. She spent her whole life guessing, and then second-guessing, every decision she ever made. That’s probably why she was the responsible daughter. ...