I've felt kind of weird the past couple of days, and I don't know why.
There's been a strange sense of foreboding, like a vicious surprise is waiting just around the corner.
I certainly hope not, but if it comes, I pray I'll have the strength to face it with dignity.
Of course, I could be completely off-base. I know enough not to fully trust my feelings. Still, this foreboding has me nervous and a little moody. To the outside world, I just look tired, but there's definitely a deeper reason behind my malaise than a simple lack of sleep.
Lord, please have mercy.