there comes a time in life, every once and a while when newness looses its newness. shine becomes dull. excitement becomes mundane. new becomes familiar. surprising because typical. i seem to hit this more than i'd like, and i believe i have crossed this bridge again. not exactly apathy, but a close relative. like, i'm over it. it seems silly to be fighting for something i've truthfully forgotten what for. wasting energy on something that i once knew, i don't know that i do anymore.

thank you, God, for never telling me a lie. and for always, always making all things new.