I wish I could have done a better job explaining what I feel about the topic I attempted to write about below.
How's that for...what's the opposite of "clarity"?
Murky? Muddy? Opaque?
Perhaps sometimes living equates a series of days spent attempting to be understood. At least by humans.
My faith assures me life is palpably divine. Therefore, someone -- some One -- understands without me needing to say or write or even think a word.
I like believing that.