I'm Done With The Whole Idea Of

My Good Friends Are Mormon, Some Of The Best People I Know.

When Something Disappointing Happened, My Mother Would Remind Me Not To Let That Become My Focus. There's Still So Much To Be Grateful For.

If I Start Going Back To Church, I'd Have To Stop The Smoking And Drinking, And I Wouldn't Be Able To Curse Any More.

I Look Back At My Twenties And See That I Was Much Less Confident.

It's More Fun To Think That There Are Other Worlds.