To a crazy ship all winds are contrary.

I might not get to go to DC after all. So prepare yourselves. Hopefully I'll know by the end of the week. Within the last 24 hours I've felt this strange peace about it all. Realizing that it's really all apart of a bigger plan, I just have to trust in my Heavenly Father. Whichever ways the winds blow, they'll take me where I'm supposed to go. How poetic.