god spoke to me!

i got up and went out and felt so awful with this 8th day of migraine that i just stopped in the street. i was right outside the most beautiful church i ever saw. i stayed for half an hour. it was just what i needed. i guess it's not that unusual for people to be seen sitting sobbing in church. then mass started ,and the priest blew his nose really loudly RIGHT into the microphone, and i giggled, out loud, so i knew it would all be ok and it was time to go home...