i stayed up there working at the brake, until it hit another car, and when it hit it was going pretty fast, and hit pretty hard, and turned me a somersault on top of the car and knocked me down. today life is fast, it’s busy, and the pressure to keep up can be overwhelming. i think we both know that dreams can hurt. the cross is still offering hope and serves as a silent reminder that it stands to address our wants and our needs. what if all my stuff gets wet? 