To Become A Lapsed Catholic, First Go

I'm A Native New Yorker. Everything To Do With New York Feels Like My Family.

I've Read Some Of Kurt Vonnegut Letters From When He Was Young. He Was A Prisoner Of War, And Even When He Was In His Early Twenties, There Were Things Mentioned That Showed Up In His Novels. One Of The Sweetest Things In Those Letters Was Him Wanting To Be A Writer But Doubting Himself, Not Having Confidence In Himself.

We've Legalized Marijuana Recently. Medical Marijuana, But The Rest Will Come.

My Aunt Had Given Me These Rosary Beads That Were Glow-in-the-dark. So All Of A Sudden I Look Down And They're Glowing, And I'm Looking Toward The Door And Thinking, "oh, My God, I Don't Want Anything To Come Though Here. I'm Not Worthy, I'm Not Ready." I Didn't Want To Be One Of Those Kids Who Sees Our Lady Of Fatima.

New York Is Very User-friendly If You Don't Want To Be In A Car All The Time. It Can Also Provide You With Surprises Because It's So Compressed - If You Walk Around, You Just Find Things.