i am restless. i am frustrated. i know why i am restless, but yet i haven’t done anything about it which makes me frustrated. when i have “nothing” to do, and i’ve checked my facebook for the twentieth time and nothing has changed and i can’t figure out how to waste any more time, God taps on my shoulder and reminds me that i haven’t really spent any time with him lately. this has been happening a lot more frequently lately. when i don’t have a set schedule, i tend to not set time aside for time with God, which results in random, if any time… bleh. ok. i’m done complaining. i’ve got a date right now with God.