just daydreaming

while i believe we are to have the most abundant life out of anyone here, i’d be lying if i thought that you could get all of the satisfaction and life possible while here. yeah i try really hard to value this day for it’s own worth, and to look forward to the weeks to come with expectation of blessing. however, i look toward a different city. my bed is there and when i lay my head down on that pillow i will finally have arrived. it is not here on this world, and i can do nothing but wait. but the excitement of that world, which every day draws me closer and closer to, does cause me to like these days in this breaking world and how they drip because they are so thoroughly soaked in potential sentimentality.