January thirtieth, two thousand and seventeen.

Katie and I got beers and talked – I am forever grateful for my ex-evangelical radicals, they ground me and remind me where I’m at is okay, and where I’m at makes sense, and that we’ve come so far and we have so far to go and that is really fucking okay.

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