  Tomorrow, the family and I drive to Maine. This Sunday, we'll be attending Grace Chapel in Boston. Boston people (all... what.. 2 of you? ) that read this, be there! j/k. I know you have your own churches to attend. Am I a creepy guy? I wonder if I've ever come off as such. I hope not. Life is like a box of chocolates, it has all these dark bittersweet pieces amongst sweeter ones. I must move on. I must move on. 
