Summer is coming to a close.

And I couldn't be happier. I miss my friends so much. I can't wait until everyone is back in one place.  I'm not too sure how I spent this summer, not really how I planned, but it was good. It wasn't amazing like pasts summers, but it didn't suck either. I wish I could have read a lot more. Or did some art projects. I wish I could have used my longboard. Or at least gone to Venice a few times. Instead I spent a lot of time literally on the floor. With my face down. I've never been so tried or frustrated in my life. I've never been this upset and angry with God. Its weird though because usually when I get to a place like this I want to give up... but I didn't really want to. I want to ride this out. I want to see where God brings me. I would appreciate the answers now though. 

I'm still in this hard place. I honestly don't see a way out. Its discouraging from time to time. Yet, somehow I still have some faith. I'm clinging on to knowing that "God is good. All the time". That gets me through a lot. Constantly reminding myself how good and wonderful He is. I don't know why this is taking so long, and my patience is slowly starting to fade. But I'm comforted by knowing that tomorrow is a new day.