(edited for some readability)
Sitting on a couch waiting for something to to happen. Not sure what, but it is going to happen. Musing about how I should have done things different wondering if I had done it differently that I would not be sitting here, on this couch, tonight. Maybe I would be out exploring some part of this undiscovered city. But not, I am on this couch, asking what if questions of my roommate, my friend.
I sit in awe of the grace of God. It has afforded me in this place. It is because of his grace that I sit here on this couch, musing of what could have been and what is. I cannot change the past nor can i radically alter this looming future. but slowly and surely I will press on, changing course like driving slow in a huge truck without power steering… but once it gets rolling, steering is much easier to maintain.
Well, I must come to a close. Three minutes have come and gone… you have still read this and I, yes I am still sitting on this couch.