because we're all kinda nuts
I finished writing my story about my trip to sell Avon to the Scientologists at their secret compound near Trujillo, New Mexico. I finished it days ago, sometime last week before the snow covered the brittle grass of my new backyard. But man, I am not happy with it. It's funny, sure, it's all true, it's crazy, with photos and philosophical discussion. What it isn't is kind.
So, I'm trying to find some love for Scientology in my heart, some piece of me that doesn't find it ridiculous and dangerous. I want to rewrite a part of it, make it as funny and true, but much more humane.
Are they nuts? Or am I? Are we all?
10:05:56 AM 
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