Day 9
Day 01 -Introduce yourself
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 -- Your parents
Day 04 - Your music
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your hobbies
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A precious item
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - An inspiration
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Something you love about yourself
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations
Day 09 - Your beliefs
My beliefs? Well, fuck. I'm not entirely sure where to start on that. I wasn't really raised to believe anything. My dad's family is Baptist, and my mom's family is Southern Baptist and Native American. (There's a difference between Baptist and Southern Baptist, trust me. HUGE difference.) We never went to church, though. I've been to numerous religious establishments, just for reference, and the most comfortable I felt was in a synagogue. Which makes sense, because large groups of Christians make me very nervous.
In the end, I don't have a religion. I have my own theories on shit. You know when you're in grade school, and they make you grow a lima bean in a styrofoam cup full of dirt? I think the universe is like that. I think there is a higher power that started shit, but everything from the Big Bang forward is just shit unfolding on its own. I mean, the higher power observes and occasionally throws in a little sun and water, but for the most part, everything that happens in the universe is simply the universe moving forward and unfolding on its own.
Day 02 - Your first love
Day 03 -- Your parents
Day 04 - Your music
Day 05 - Your definition of love
Day 06 - Your hobbies
Day 07 - Your best friend
Day 08 - A precious item
Day 09 - Your beliefs
Day 10 - An inspiration
Day 11 - Your siblings
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
Day 13 - Your mode of transportation
Day 14 - Where you live
Day 15 - Something you love about yourself
Day 16 - Your first kiss
Day 17 - Your favorite memory
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday
Day 19 - Something you regret
Day 20 - Your morning routine
Day 21 - Your job and/or schooling
Day 22 - Something that upsets you
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry
Day 25 - Your sleeping habits
Day 26 - Your fears
Day 27 - Your favorite place
Day 28 - Something that you miss
Day 29 - Your favorite foods/drinks
Day 30 - Your aspirations
Day 09 - Your beliefs
My beliefs? Well, fuck. I'm not entirely sure where to start on that. I wasn't really raised to believe anything. My dad's family is Baptist, and my mom's family is Southern Baptist and Native American. (There's a difference between Baptist and Southern Baptist, trust me. HUGE difference.) We never went to church, though. I've been to numerous religious establishments, just for reference, and the most comfortable I felt was in a synagogue. Which makes sense, because large groups of Christians make me very nervous.
In the end, I don't have a religion. I have my own theories on shit. You know when you're in grade school, and they make you grow a lima bean in a styrofoam cup full of dirt? I think the universe is like that. I think there is a higher power that started shit, but everything from the Big Bang forward is just shit unfolding on its own. I mean, the higher power observes and occasionally throws in a little sun and water, but for the most part, everything that happens in the universe is simply the universe moving forward and unfolding on its own.