I feel overwhelmed. I am tired of thinking so much, and feeling so much. So so much.
I have been resorting to my room these past few days. I'm not lonely, or depressed, I just want to think and read and study and pray. It's addicting.
On my bed, I have two journals, three books, pads of paper, pens, and a highlighter.
This addiction is wearing me out. Today I took a break, and I feel somewhat guilty.
