I am not a religious person. I never have been and I never will be. Well, no, that’s a lie. I have my own little cycle of beliefs that are somewhere between an ideology and a religion I guess, but that’s about it.
Once upon a time I was raised Jewish, but I never really liked the religion. I spent my Wednesday afternoons going to religious school, preparing for a bar mitzvah I didn’t want, and spent my speech blasting the section of Torah I had to read for having a shitty plot, bad characters, and a stupid message. I don’t remember it, but apparently I did it well, even if the rabbi was less than thrilled.
Is something really absent if you don’t miss it?
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