welcome to the real world

where most of your decisions are wrong... or at least have ridiculous consequences.

there is a comfort to being an insomniac. the comfort of avoiding the sunrise... somehow, if i manage to stay awake morning will never come... and who wants tomorrow to come anyway? all that entail is decisions decisions decisions.

my brother named his daughter "joyful wisdom" in chinese. i pray that would be true in her life. the sins of our fathers will not be passed down onto the next generation. God's grace will cover us.