Sinking Feeling you know you've been around the office for some time already when you can identify your colleagues just by listening to their footsteps. actually i think i mastered that within the first week cause i sat at my table for 9 hrs doing nothing but reading research articles. anyway. i want to go home badly. it's so strange because ive not wanted to go back this badly for a long time. i dont want to go out. i dont want to meet people. i just want to go home. i asked Him to guard my heart. and using my limited intellect i didn't understand He was working in His own way to protect me. foolishly i chose to believe He didn't hear me. i should have known, but i know better now. it's so easy to sway. i feel like i've been thrown out into the deep end of a swimming pool...thrown into situations that i've been so sheltered from while in melbourne. but He's the round float around my waist holding me up. all i need to do is stop struggling, stop kicking underwater...and i'll be safe. safe and floaty. and while i'm in that swimming pool floating comfortably away, a few more people gets thrown in too....conveniently near me. i try hard to catch their hand and stop them from drowning. but it's not helping, cause i cannot even help myself. i need to share the float. i need to fasten it around their waists. i'm so cumfy floating, it's going to be so difficult trying to put it around someone else. i suppose it boils down to love that is going to help me extend this float of mine...and Him that is going to help them trust in this simple tool...that will save their lives.......... are u drowning too?