This type of Night

I feel nothing. Its not a good nothing or a bad nothing...its just nothing.

Its just the type of night where all i want is to sit in a dark room and let worship music ring out throughout the room...just me, God, and those words running through my heart and mind. Its the type of night where all i want to do is cry but not because im sad, i just want that feeling after a good cry...you know the feeling where you are almost breathing fresh new crisp air. Its the type of night where all i want is to lie in bed, in the dark and think up stories and fairy tales because i did it as a child and i want to feel like a little girl again. Its the type of night where all i want to do is stand in the shower and let the water spray down my face and just breathe in the steam. Its the type of night where i want a hug from my sister because they make me smile every time. Its the type of night where all i want is to smile because i like the feeling on my face. Its the type of night where I wish Jess were here to sing me back to sleep when i wake from my nightmares crying. Its the type of night where all i want to do is talk non-stop to my friend, telling her everything and i mean holding nothing back just because i need that. Its a night where Christ consumes every bit of me and points out everything that I am doing wrong but then reminds me that He is there and takes all of those burdens off of my back.

Its the type of night that makes me overjoyed and sad at the same exact moment.

Sleep seems like such a good idea right now,
Stephie