Mood:  not sure
Dear God,

I know you're listening. I just hope nobody else can read this. I wish I had something write on, and with, but I'm probably saving some trees this way. Please find a way to tell me how to handle the electricity and technological manipulation of the environment. Does this take advantage of electrons? I don't know how to handle anything anymore.

Miami is weird to be in now. The people are so friendly though, and non-judgemental. I got a tip on a shelter, so I may try to find it today. I'd rather stay outside with you, but everything closes at night and I don't know where to use a bathroom. Men have it easier out here. Thank you for the public library! Not to complain about the generous free food, but when possible, how about a veggie burger?

Thank you, God. I love you! I'm not really scared, but a little sometimes. Please protect me. Some of the people in the more tolerant neighbors are having a really tough time and they are more agressive. How does anybody survive on the street without enough water and vitamins? I wish I could walk around giving away wheatgrass shot and fresh veggies and I can't even help myself anymore.

God, please help to get better so I can use the gifts that you gave me.

Love,
Dreamer