Today I found this book, abandoned in the Gallery Place/Chinatown Metro station:
I have so many questions as to why this was left behind. For starters, was it left there on purpose by a soul-searching someone who got fed up with His Holiness & decided this gem of a book would be more useful sitting on the filth of a public bench? Or was it forgotten by someone who got home & was devastated to later realize he or she wasn't going to be getting jiggy with Jesus tonight?
PS: Keith says he's keeping track of how many times I mention Jesus in my blog, but seriously, how could I NOT mention this???
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A few weeks ago, over the course of one week, I found-- all scattered in the randomest of places-- a rosary, a bible, and a little charm with the Virgin Mary on it. I'm starting to think someone's trying to tell me something. Then...shortly after, during a TV show about the spirit world and my yelling out, " I don't effing believe in ghosts!" (effing being used as a language substitute) all the lights turned out at that exact second. Should I begin to pay attention to these signs?!
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