If you're someone who has monologues with your imaginary friends because there're simply too many honest things that you cannot allow yourself to say in real life, then you know me and I know you better than we know.
Still, I cannot help but feel that no one ever knows. Only God understands and sometimes, that's a lonely thought. But I guess it's also liberating. Not only does He know, He also cares. Sometimes, I'm not too sure which is more precious. I have friends and good ones at that. But no one fully knows or fully cares - and by fully I mean every node on the spectrum, the ends, the limits and everything in between.
I don't think we were built to care or understand fully. We're so freaking carnal.
But I guess. I guess I want to say this: take heart, my friends. Because at least there's God. And if nothing else, He's the spectrum, He's the End and the Beginning. And He's everything in between. (:
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