Sounds of Maasai children singing and laughing in the breeze.
Hands on hips as I stand on the porch, turning orange with the setting sun.
A shooting star that looks more like a comet.
Singing 'round the campfire.
What amd I missing? Why am I a loose cannon, a rollercoaster of emotions? Have I walked from the light into darkness? Are You letting me experience darkness so I remember the light? Lead me to Your light. I'm missing something, and the hole is You-shaped. Show me real ways to put You back in.
Ay ay ay ay ay. I'm unhappy with my behavior.