I met this man who couldn’t be more wholesome if he was one of Jesus’ disciples. And, I’m torn.
He seldom drinks, doesn’t smoke or gamble, keeps a low profile, and loves his mama. I’ve only ever heard him cuss twice, and it was circumstance.
I’m bored out of my mind. Literally. I’m thinking about shooting at his feet for some excitement. Seriously, give me something.
I keep asking for peace and quiet. I say I want to settle down and be settled, but maybe I want a little zest and a tad bit of chaos. If settled is this boring, I’d like to continue to roam.