Sunday, August 7, 2011

Today was my last day at the church that I had been going to since middle school.

Truth is, I've always looked forward to Sundays,
especially since I joined the choir.
Waking up extra early didn't bother me at all.
Whatever happened over the week could be forgotten about,
and I could be as happy as I want the moment I was there.
Part of it was a religious factor,
part of it was the people.


My comfort, my shelter.
Exactly what St. PC is to me.