Pray Without Ceasing??? Hmmm

So, today was a lot for me. I stayed up way too late last night reading (I usually have a hard time putting down a good book), which caused me to not sleep well. So, as a result I woke up to prepare for work still very exhausted which affected my mood. I get to work tryin to move on from my mood but then stuff got real intense mainly because people can be so unorganized and incompetent, which I can usually deal with. Today was different there incompetence irritated the mess out of me and it was quite visible. I tried to cut face time with my co-workers as much as possible and just bury myself in work which didn't work either. I just wanted to go home, which wasn't simple because the buses don't start running back to Laurel till the afternoon. Plus I didn't want to leave any loose ends with my responsibilities. So, after talking to Lindsey I made up my mind I decided I was leaving. I'm glad I did to...I was able to come home and finish the book I started reading the night before (Accidental Diva by Tia Willians) and take a nap. It was good for me to escape. The problem is one can't always escape they're issues. The one thing I shouldve done that I didn't do was consult with God. I didn't pray. :( To be completely transparent I've been quite far from myself lately that my default hasn't been to talk to God. Even more honesty...I feel less than a "Christian" a lot because I'm not one who kneels in prayer when I wake up or before I go to sleep. That kind of praying has been drilled into me since young to the point that my sister and I were forced to kneel in prayer for an hour along with the rest of the membership at my grandfather's church. It was customary in most Spanish churches to begin service in this manner. Sometimes I'd pray (not for the entire hour though), but most times I'd end up falling asleep. So, now I feel like I'm not right cuz I don't just sit and commune with God for hours. Honestly, I'd rather just talk to Him throughout my day...whether its just a sentence or a full blown conversation. Either way I didn't do that today. Smch! I'm sure DAD was sitting up on His thrown lookin at me like I wish you'd just come to me...i got what you need. I gotta remember that for next time...I'm sure there will be a next time. Shoot, it might even be tomorrow.