…at work (Starbucks). It happened sometime after an awkward phone call from some fella who called himself Frank, and complained about some bad beans… Possibly a story for another time.
Anyways, the feeling was just nagging, almost like an “I’m not supposed to be here” feeling. Similar to that feeling deep in your belly when you’re in a room where you shouldn’t be, and you think that if you get caught you’ll be in big trouble. I remember that feeling when my second grade teacher would ask me to stay in at recess to help prepare something while everyone else (including she) would be gone for the ten minutes. I knew that I could do things and totally get away with it (although I didn’t really want to), and I’d get that belly feeling. Tonight’s feeling was similar to that, just not as strong and much longer.
I’ve been praying about what to do about a career, and whether or not to stay with Starbucks even if they do offer Assistant Management. The more I pray the less I want to be “here,” but nothing specific comes to mind to replace “this.” All that I know for sure is that I want to pay off debt and leave the country. Perhaps some travelling? Long-term Missions?
I didn’t know if the Spirit was trying to tell me something, or if it was more biological and less spiritual than all that.
Sometimes I want the Thunder to speak to me, instead I seem to get the still, small voice. My problem is that I don’t slow down long enough to listen. At least not often enough.