My week was taken over.
Snatched right up.
You know, all the good stuff.
Tonight my roommates asked me an insightful question.
They asked me why I do it- all the service stuff.
It took me a minute to answer....
I have been dong it all so long that I almost forgot.
But it comes down to this-I need it.
I need something that's not about me.
Service is really what saved me,
when I got lost in the sea of people here.
And when I remember that,
it's all easy again.
And it's always worth it.