[I feel like I'm sending in a PostSecret now....]
While I knew yesterday was the Birth of the Báb, I did nothing. No prayers, no reading, no candles, no nothing...and I didn't miss it at all, which made me feel a tad guilty.
After being a Bahá'í for over half my life, the only things I really think I'll miss if I do leave (I'm basically just a member on paper these days) are the people and the food...what does that say about me? I also worry that I'll go to Hell, but I guess I'll know when I die.....
Speaking of Hell, my body's still screaming rather loudly at me for reasons unknown, but I'm still gonna defy that and the fog and go into town to belatedly celebrate a friend's birthday...och, and I got 100/100 on my first two Professional English assignments! Now all I have to do is get back on track with Linguistics....
ETA: I just uploaded the front page for my
NaNovel! Feel free to take a look!
I hope you're all having a nice Sunday! :-)