i'm told today is the day that should i atone for my sins against you from the last year. first and foremost, i guess i'm sorry i don't believe in you. i suppose you can read the ambivalence in that statement. i'm sorry for that too. i really want to believe in you. i think my life would be a lot easier if i could. but (if you exist) you gave me a brain with synapses firing fully. hence, you've made it impossible for me to have any faith at all, especially in you. is this what you wanted? i don't want to believe in you if it is.
well, now i guess i'm sorry this letter isn't working out like i planned. i don't see how you can accept them (especially since i don't think you exist), but i'm just full of apologies today.
to be honest, i wouldn't have gotten so excited about yom kippur if i'd known it was all about you; i thought it was about righting wrongs against my fellow men. i figured this would be a good exercise in
i'm sorry i'm not as sorry as everyone thinks i should be.
catch you next year (or not if you don't exist).
<3 - me.
