tingling toes and talking teachers.

that is what i believe sums up the whole first day of school.

tingling toes and talking teachers

your feet fall asleep and your teachers talk on and on

seemingly trying to scare everyone out of taking their class so they can just go home too

i always go on the first day with optimism and then get hit with the realization of how stupid that idea was

people crowd the hallways and girls giggle at annoyingly high decibels

football players talk about the game last friday and kids give you weird looks

now don't get me wrong i am so thankful for school

and even more so the school i belong to

but it always reminds me of how i am not where i want to be

i feel held back and tied down

i feel unused.

like i could do much greater things

heck i know i could

but i believe everything needs growing time

so here i sit

trying to be content 

praying that i will have an open mind

finding joy and thankfulness in the small parts of life.

i know that the Lord is faithful

though its hard

my brain wanders and the little chocolate faces appear in my head

i feel a breeze on my face and sand in my toes

i want to stand up and scream, do you all even know what's out there...

but i sit

and my toes tingle

and the teacher talks.