Cry

So. I have some friends.
A couple good ones.
And that makes me happy.
So, I'm not a total loner.
I'm still thinking of the pastor and how Godly he is.
He made it all make sense.
What a man of God he is.
I'm definently going to the next conference.
Just to cry again.
Crying feels so good.
I can never cry at home.
It's always in the wrong places.
Like school.
But in church, I can.
And it feels so good.
Listening to the pastor's annointing spirit,
having God inside those walls,
and just crying to him.
Both of them I guess.

It's my own personal healing.