Professor Doom and I were discussing the spiritual disciplines today. Kind of fascinating to read about but a lot harder to follow. Fasting, meditation, solitude. I think I already feel so strange and different walking through the world and speaking a different spiritual language. Everyone else at work talks about scrapbooking, their children's athletic futures, and foods you should be scared of. Then I cross into this different world with Christian friends about prayer and finding God's will. I talk to the smart ones, who tempt me to dip into the world of questions which usually makes me more odd and angst-filled. Then I date a Catholic, a boy with a biblical name whose origins I know more about than he does, and start conversing with someone who is spiritual but not religious. I'm a reluctant double-agent. This juggling makes me miss my college friends who were just as weird trying to fit all of their life pieces together.
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