The greatest thing I miss, since moving back to Tuscaloosa, is having friends. Close friends. Friends I can count on when I'm going through an emotional or spiritual struggle. Friends I can talk to about my bad, or good, day. Friends I can laugh with.
Wanna hear something really depressing? I haven't really laughed while in Tuscaloosa. I used to laugh myself to tears every single day in RamCorps rehearsals while in Mobile. I laugh like that whenever I visit Mobile and Birmingham, but not in Tuscaloosa.
I miss talking to people. Me! The recluse. I miss talking. Crazy.
I've been trying to get involved in a church here called "New Beginnings," but nothing seems to stick. I love this church for their freedom in worship and honest, exciting truth in preaching. I get so tired of dead corporate worship with sugary preaching (I just wanna yell outloud "wake up people! this is our GOD we're singing about!!!), and the atmosphere at New Beginnings is just contagious. These people worship with their minds AND their emotions, and I just want to be around them all the time! Only, I keep going there and I still feel like a complete outsider. I'm going to the young women's retreat next weekend, so hopefully once I meet some girls there things will change.
I just...I don't know. I miss friendship.
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