Lost.

Finally I made it.The place I wanted to go 2months ago.
Somehow,I'm emoing.
Too many to speak in heart,in mind,in soul.or roar perhaps.
I am in the dry moment-I don't feel God's existence.
My mind is not fully controlled by words.
I'm not trying to hide myself.
Speaking excessively is not my way to live.
My way is to appreciate every moment I can smile.
I found myself lost in the midst of understanding the people,the feelings.
Spirit,be back.