So amidst all our banter what are we supposed to do? Is it simply chalked up to "A weakness of the flesh?" I cannot believe that its that simple. I strive to be a good person and a faithful friend, co-worker, partner, father, and so on. My reality seems to say that I am, and the people around me also tell me that, but in the quiet of the night I often wonder. Its not that I do anything horrible or lead a double life - its just - Ugghh I can never really explain it in words - its just a feeling I guess.
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