I was watching the movie "Vicky Cristina Barcelona" by Woody Allen and I liked a term they used in the movie. The term was Chronic Dissatisfaction. I liked it because it is so very true.
I was considering my own life and regardless of who I liked, I could always find something that would hinder the possibility of having a married life with them. Yes. I think that far ahead. I'm a man that likes to think about things deeply. Perhaps too deeply but I don't care.
I guess I could say that I am a chronically dissatisfied human but I know that it would be impossible to be chronically dissatisfied with God. :) So I know that I won't regret my career choices in wanting to become a missionary and such.
The term "missionary" doesn't sound that cool though. I'd rather be called...I can't think of anything. I'll figure something out.
Gagaga. I tied God to Vicky Cristina Barcelona somehow. hohoho.
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Oh you and your gagaga laugh!
We missed you today :( So much extra food left over hahaha
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