About two chapters in, and I can relate to it so much that I could have written it.

He’s asking all the “right” questions. Identifiable questions. The existential ones that church won’t answer.

I will love this book. Even if I hate it.

With books, even great ones that I don’t want to stop reading, I can go a week or so without picking it back up.

Unfortunately, that happened here. So back to it now.

Damn, I have to write. I do. I have. I am. But I have to write more.

I will.