This morning I stumbled into wakefulness with a burning passion to write a Thesis on examining theologies past and present through a modern Christian lens and found myself arguing (with myself) whether I wanted to write a persuasive argument or a comparative piece and now I'm very awake without a proper answer and feeling annoyed that I am not sleeping peacefully.
What dragged me firmly into consciousness was wondering if I emailed my friend and previous English professor about it, whether he would find or interesting or have thoughts or insight to share.
I guess my brain hasn't given up on my drive to study theology in the greatest detail until my final breath despite my body becoming increasingly broken and uncooperative in the last several years. Thanks brain, I guess.
This is not what I expected my first post in two years to be. At least 2020 is drawing to an end.
