i hear thunder outside my hse now.

God pls do not let it rain.

as I sit here waiting for the time to go out and meet the person that I didn't manage to meet last week, it kinda feels strange.

God pls let it be a fruitful meet-up.

still believing, still not letting go of any glimpse of hope.

think i'll go pray in a while.

Dad will know what i need to do...