The Escapism

After coming home from the dentist, I slept over at Fifie’s house on Saturday night and talked until 3.30 AM (Dena joined later on). I talked to her about how I felt that God has done something wonderful in my life then listened to her story at work. I wasn’t quite sure that I could be of any help for her, but I made sure that I really listened to her and didn’t miss a thing.

I wasn’t supposed to sleep that late. On Sunday after church, I had migraine and as we went home in the evening, I puked in the car. At home, I puked again several times. At 12.30 finally the migraine decreased and I slept, dreamless. A good sleep me had.

My brother said he would go to the immigration in Berlin to check on my visa this morning, and would act on several procedures if necessary. Let’s just see, if God wants him to go, then he shall go. If not, he shall not go.

I promised to go to the dentist again this evening, but I’m not sure. I think I still have to go as I have promised. I’ll be all right soon.