Dear diary,
Guess what? After over 32 years, I’ve finally met a high school classmate at my choir gig today! I told my daddy for the past week that I recognize this guy, who still has the cocaine-filled, wild-eyed, hyperactive, restlessness about him, and that I had to find out for sure!
And sure enough after mass, I asked if he graduated from my high school and if he was from the drama department. He replied to the affirmative. I told him that he was one of the few whom I remember the first name and the last name. I also blabbered that I was anti-social but he replied that he isn’t. I said he is in the choir roster and he denied it.
I then sent a text message to our swollen, gout-filled choir conductor about him and she replied, What a coincidence. As my daddy and I made our way to the donation station, I recalled why I remembered his first name and last name – he used to be our male cheerleader or mascot. Sheesh.
And so after the donation station and en route towards visiting my mommy, I told my daddy that its full-circle. That most people will end up going to church because they have nothing better to do or they are reconciling with God in some special way. I thought the guy would be going places; since he seemed to be one of those students in AP classes or Advanced Placement. I told my daddy ending up in church is like the last resort – meaning we are ready to go to heaven or there is no meaning left other than finding meaning with other church folks who are supposed to be nice.
So boys and girls, the nice ones are supposed to be church goers. Then again this Old Soul said that he doesn’t need church and that he finds that his atheists friends are far better than Christians. Hmm. I must reflect on these conflicting thoughts. I’m confused who is correct and truth versus who is too far gone for good.
Sincerly,
Flynn B.
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