Tonight, for like an hour, I discussed "religion" with a floormate of mine. It's been a long time since I last discussed the topic at any kind of length, and you know what, I've changed. Probably over just the last year. I formalized some beliefs tonight I don't think I've said aloud.
     And often times, just because I thought that maybe they sounded silly.

     Without getting preachy or detailing it at all, it's really all about the love. And I don't mean that in some kind of hippy abstract academic sense. Just simple acceptance and caring and inability to hold a grudge. Willingness to help and accept and be open. Not to rip off a well known source, but the ideas surrounding Hug Nation. (which I actually got this guy to take part in earlier this week).

     I dunno. Just kind of interesting to me. I'm also somehow getting hippier/lovier on my own. Three nights in a row this week, I've hugged myself before going to sleep, thinking of Alena. It just always makes me smile. My room mate's commented on the out loud "squeak" of joy.
     Hey, whatever. What ever makes me grin before bed. . .

     I love you too, Alena.  :-*

---Danny