Regarding worry.

I stay up way too late. Watching movies. Yeah I know you are probably thinking. Lame or whatever. I am telling you I love movies a lot. I just don't feel tired and it just bothers me to try and sleep. I worry a lot. too much I think way too much and I get headaches. At night I can think without getting headaches. I am going to try to get to bed on time this week.

I still think about you every day
And I don't want to worry about it
But that's just not me, No way
I'm worried that you might have been the one
That God had sent for me
We moved to quickly now its over, finished, done
And the only thing that gives me peace is as follows.
I picture myself walking on a path through trees
with the sound of wind gently gracing the leaves
I find the at the end a meadow within the trees
a vast clearing with a pleasant breeze
I am weary from carrying a load of worry
I think this is the reason why I tell this story
Alas two stumps I see next to a stream
I sit upon one for this was my dream
That a man clothed in white robes would sit on the other stump facing me
We sat there listening to the trees as the wind blew merrily through the leaves
We began to talk to one another and he saw that I was troubled.
I told him our story and how my pain had doubled.
He looked me in the eye and he told me to trust him.
My burden was lifted and he carried it across the field where I could not follow.
Where I saw you standing outside your own path.
He met you there and he took you by the hand.
I smiled with a tear in my eye and my heart had peace.
I still think about you a lot
And when it hurts me I will pray
About the trees and the stump and the breezy day

I wrote that last night. it may not have great rhythm but I think I like it.
I doubt I make this part of my set if I start doing shows.
Just a reminder that You are in good hands.

I believe that is all for now.
Love
Andy