My Faith Restored.
God, or the Universe, or Buddah, or Brahma, or everything else that is holy fucking loves me.
It's 40 degrees outside. FOUR-ZERO.
That's so warm, I feel like putting shorts on... well, not really, BUT YAY!
No one wants to move in the 9 degree weather we were having. Now the snow is melting! YAY YAY YAY!
I should pray more often.