When you’re fourteen and Christian, clean language is how you show your devotion to God. You’re the one who recommends a PG movie, skips the explicit songs, or corrects others’ language to “frick” or “crap” or “darn” or “shoot.” When I was fourteen, I wanted to be like Jesus, and I knew Jesus had never said the S-word or the F-word. I intended to do the same...
The man with the cane said that I have to start journalling everyday about my experiences here. What was it, Mr. Cane? Self-awareness? Grounding? Whatever it was, it’s not going to help. No offense to you, Mr. Cane, I just have my doubts about this journalling thing, and honestly I just miss my wife...