No Internet, no God

Yesterday I walked home at 3am through a ghost town. Street lights flashing, rain gently drizzling with lightning in the sky.

The woman took her keys back, my mother doesn't return my calls, I moved, broke into the heart of the city to an apartment with no amenities. No Internet. No god.

Next to the passing cabs, I asked god to be with me. I felt alone. So I got home, had a drink & climbed into bed next to my phone.

Morning came with the sounds of thunder. I looked on my laptop and there was an Internet signal. There was a God.

I put on Netflix. A light in a dark room.




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Location:Minneapolis, MN