this morning #617.

this morning, searching for a renewed sense of spirit, he strolled down to the corner store to load up on morning sugar. for five dollars and change, he could get two honey buns & a large can of iced tea and raise those energy levels up enough to get him through the slog of another week of church services. it’d been months since he’d had his come-to-jesus moment about religion. turns out that he didn’t believe a goddamn word of it. he still hadn’t found the right moment to break the news to his parents. it would break his mother’s heart but it had to be done. she needed to let him go, let him go down whatever spiritual path his sixteen-year-old heart desired, let him try to find the truth.