Excerpt from a letter
Today I superceded a "problem." I asked out a girl named Moriah, she told me no, and I don't care. I went into it knowing I had thought about it for a long time and done nothing about it, I knew the reasons she could say no before she did and accepted them when she did, and felt accomplished afterward. Can't complain, can I? I feel good. But like I said, now I'm alone. Naturally. You know, I can feel that we're all connected, and I can detect it with logic too, but I wish it would just wham-bam me with a vision. Something strong. I'll just keep meditating. I feel spiritually progressed.