Another Sunday

Sunday is now. And I like Sundays when I go to church. When I don't go, I don't like them. I guess it makes me feel edified. Plus I feel that the people there understand me. At least, religiously.

I'm glad my brother is leaving. He doesn't have to put up with shit anymore. I don't have that luxury, as of yet. My place is here, for now. We'll see what the Bishop has to say on Thursday. I'm sure he'll ask me, "Have you prayed about it?" And of course, I'll tell him, "No, I have not." I just thought it was meaningless. Until today, when I heard that marriage is one of the things you have to pray about the most.

So I will pray today. We'll see when I get an answer.