The night has been a companion of mine for years. But even when I call it my companion, it never always meant good times. It has been such a variety of experiences that has captured within the quietness of the time.
I am staying to work on another of my paper and I found myself so ever distracted by the very peak of creativity that is running through my head. I am taking longer to finish my paper than planned and it is starting to annoy me. But yet these are also the moment when I am so sure about myself, these are the moments when I discover my purpose and my reality. These are also moments when I find God speaking louder as well.
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