A Priest In My Midst

I don't know what is taking me over this week, but I am totally tired and sleeping really late. I feel comatose, not just tired. I must say that it feels good after months of nightmares without reprieve. I did get myself down here to McDonald's to eat and write. I may be just energetically preparing for my sister coming this week and my mother's landmark birthday. We will be going Greek, thus there will be no sneak. I reached a place last night where I realized that my brother stands for PRIEST in my life. This is why the question of sexuality had to be answered young, and celebacy as well. All is in order and the paperwork should go through tonight. I explained my screams in the night to him. I function as a vessel to cleanse the demonic and find sanity for all colony. I have tried Catholicism from many angles, but I cannot deal with the devils that are not notoriety or holy. It is about BELIEF, and I believe that St. Peter can help me the most fight especially the DEMONS from Como Park High School.