I think what really initializes it is that even though I try to be a good person, I know I'm not ideal. And I like things to be ideal if it's in my power to make it so. But I'm constantly reminded that I'm lacking, and it's also a fault of mine to want to excel in everything, and so I'm in this perpetual cycle of inspiration and disappointment that I can't seem to break out of because I just don't want to settle.
It's a painful reminder whenever I look out into the world, and I realize my life is drinking in what my eyes are seeing, when really my heart should be eating from the feast that God has prepared for me. I think that's where this alien feeling of mine originates from the most- knowing that there's an outshining heaven, but infatuated by a vain world.
you put this so beautifully. my feelings resonate with yours, brother. keep strong til we see Him!
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