Yo God;5:45pm

ya know, i never really get to thank you much when things are going good. i end up revelling in the niceness and softness of feeling good i forget how it ever even happened.

as you know, i was walking around the rose bowl with your other favorite child, holly, and well, you came up. i told her about how i was getting tired and weak and whiney and infantile, and how i asked you to help me.

she made note of this fact. we always talk to you when we are in need, usually, at a low point in our lives. when there is no one else to turn to, we always end up asking you for help. and in your mysterious ways, we receive it. but she pointed out we never get a chance to thank you for when we are happy. not like you’re going to get all whiney and stuff, but that just for recognition sake, we should thank you more. it helps us develop into better people, she says. and i agree.

so thanks, man. you know, i’m not in the best of situations right now. meaning externally. but internally, i’m happy. and that’s because you’ve allowed me enough strength to climb specific hurdles that i needed to overcome on my own. and i gotta thank you for that. please excuse my language, but, dude, you’re the shit! and i mean that in a good way, God. you know.

lost of work to do still, i know, and i’m not even half way done. but now i know, at least a little, of what i’m supposed to do for you. you’re a nutty one you are, God.

high-five!