Anxiety

I understand leaving prematurely. I am that way, too. Better to leave while you can than risk not getting the chance at all, but do you have any idea the anxiety it causes me. In the words of Catherine Earnshaw, "You always followed me." And I struggle to catch up and honestly do not know where I get the strength to keep fighting, it almost seems I will overcome insurmountable odds to catch you but, you move ever quickly away. Is it a paradox? Like needing to gain a half way markbefore you overtake something, but there is an ever ammount of half way marks to reach making it impossible to ever really catch you, still I try because, for some reason, I think you are worth it. Talk about faith... Gavin once said that he believed in me. I was laughing because I told him that I was right there, of course I exsist. I understood a bit more while watching "Rise of the Gaurdians" How ideas get power by those who believe in them, like "Anonymous" where it was acknowledged that words are really power. I used to marvel at court scenes in Law and Order how just words could change my opinion or perspective.

It was really more of an "Inception" notion though that once thought, it could never be unthought.

And I got it. My source of never ending energy is love. Through love anything can be done. God is love and for God nothing is impossible.