I am closer at this moment to believing in the divine than I have been at any other point in my life. Because something out there is cosmically fucking with me, with us, and I'm having a hard time believing there's no one/nothing out there laughing about it. And whatever it is laughing at us sure knew how to drive it home. It took what each of us most wanted and gave it to the other, but that wasn't enough. Then it had to deny it to its rightful owner. Whatever god or divine creature did this may now have my belief. But it also has my hatred. And anger. And vow to get even. Or die trying.
I never wanted this.
Laters