tonight.

The door in their living room; they wouldn't let me open it. Did they just want to forget? Or did they not want to see my reaction? Who knows? Not me.


Also, was like high school. Were like high school adults. Charming and lovely and pure. Smart. Bright. Like hope in our pockets, maybe even.


One more thing: he's a sinking boat they said.
Wait, what is a fisher of men?
"1:17 And Jesus said unto them, Come ye after me, and I will make you to become fishers of men.
4:19 And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men."


I guess. Does that mean anything to you?