The surface is everything but I could never do that; someone would see through that.

[summerstarlight]

i opened my journal for the first time in about two weeks, the first time since the funeral weekend. one of the pamphlet things i helped fold fell out on the floor, the prayer card sticking its little blue corner out into the light. for a minute, i missed religion; i missed beliving in something pure and good; i missed promises that wouldn't break

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[anonymous]

hey it is jordan. (i refuse, for one reason or another, to use my actual username or anything)
but i definitely, DEFINITELY, get your almost nostalgic longing for religion -- i miss it, in some way sometimes, too. you really put it eloquently which i know i can not. but yes, just thought i would comment on it.

[summerstarlight]

thanks jordan.

oh, we most definitely haven't hung out in forever so let's work on that, kay?