Realms Of The Mind

I've been living with my parents for over a year. I guess I'm sane now. I've never felt crazy, but obviously, I was. They were now comfortable with me living alone, so I moved into a modest home near the city.

I have new friends, and Missy and I are together almost daily. I still do interior design. My gift sustains me.

The church my parents used to visit is my new church. Now, my parents are active members with me. However, I refuse to teach and only fellowship. The less responsibility I have, the better my chances of staying sane.

There are approximately 4,500 members here—a very diverse crowd. Although we're familiar with one another, it's hard to know everyone present. It's interesting since you can always meet someone new. Although I don't teach, I sing in the choir.

"Praise and worship" is incredibly moving this Sunday, so we sing a little longer. We sang for about forty-five minutes. Then I saw Tristan enter the sanctuary. Instantly, I block him out. I know my mind is playi