I may be just spitballing here.  I may have had one too many beers on a Tuesday night.  I may be just melancholy and thinking too much.  

But I’ve been looking for God. Funny thing is, I find them in the simplest of things:  The rays of light shining through the clouds.  Random songs I find that make me tear up. (Give a listen to Darkest Hour by Glen Philips) Pie. (No seriously,  pie is one of God’s gifts to human kind. It’s soooooo much better than cake. I WILL FIGHT YOU.) 

Look.  I know it may be stupid.  Possibly dangerous to dwell on thoughts of this nature.  It’s this time of year. I can’t not remember the people who are missing from my life.  My father.  My little sister.  God.  Too many people have left this earth.  And I know I’m not the only one who feels this way at this time of year.  

So, look.  I may be melancholy,  but I’m looking for God. I’m looking for anything that gets me through the next two months.

I consider myself more spiritual than religious. I’m definitely not a role model for anyone.  

But,  if you find yourself in a similar situation,  I’m going to urge you to do the same,  or similar if you’re not God-inclined. Look for what will get you through. Look for ANYTHING that will take you to the next twenty-four hours.  

Find some good music to play over and over. Go cuddle some kittens at a rescue.  Stop and enjoy a sunset on your way home from work.  Blast whatever-the-hell song makes you feel good and screw anyone who judges you.   And, (while i don’t condone addiction of any kind.  All things in moderation, kittens.) you could probably use a beer right now, so allow yourself that.  

Give yourself permission to be ridiculous because you don’t have to be strong all the time.  

And take care of yourself.  

And have a slice of pie. 

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