A Sentence for September (14/30)

Shallow classes for shallow people like me.

A Sentence for September (13/30)

In the search for truth, I feel like a heavy fog has fallen on me and I don't know what's anywhere anymore.

A Sentence for September (12/30)

I discovered that the first ten percent of life is spent being younger than eight and I found this incredibly wasteful.

A Sentence for September (11/30)

Letters encouraging young students looking to go into ministry--students like me--to join the ORU Minister's Alliance read a lot like young mafioso's offering "protection."

A Sentence for September (10/30)

I'm writing this in the library because my computer is completely dead.

A Sentence for September (9/30)

I think the only real obstacle to people liking me and what I have to say is them listening to the things I have to say and taking them seriously.

A Sentence for September (8/30)

These are dangerous roads we tread.