I’ve decided that I like myself. I’ve been arguing, particularly, with my body for decades. I don’t feel as old as I am, and I’m hoping to start a new phase of my life right here, right now.
I went to church today. Freaky. I was just driving by at the right time. Trinity Methodist (I know nothing about methodists.) It felt “good,” but I don’t know why. I may go again. I’m not sure.