There Is Nothing You Can

I Went To Church With My Grandparents Sometimes And I Loved It.

Human Lives Are Hard, Even Those Of Health And Privilege, And Don't Make Much Sense. This Is The Message Of The Book Of Job: Any Snappy Explanation Of Suffering You Come Up With Will Be Horseshit.

Tidiness Makes Me Think Of Held Breath, Of Suspended Animation.

And As It Turns Out, If One Person Is Praying For You, Buckle Up. Things Can Happen.

It's So Great To Be Able To Make People Laugh, Because This Is So Often How We Get Our Selves Back.