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My dumb romance novel is going smoothly. I can tell, because I’m not even anxious to get to the hot boys at the lake. I’m good right now with character development … and all that… yeah my eyes glazed over too right there.

In my pursuit of spirituality I joined Soul Pancake. They discuss important shit and I want to be there when they do. I don’t have much to say myself on there in the way of profound questions, but I can read other people’s and make smart ass remarks. Halfway, I’m interested in the philosophy, and halfway I laugh at how serious the fellow soulpancakers take themselves. It’s just a question. Not an essay assigned by God.

Or maybe it is an essay assigned by God. Maybe Rainn Wilson is God.