My thoughts turn to Steven Riddle, my polar opposite. He spends time with the Blessed Sacrament five a.m.-ish, just about the time I'm hitting R.E.M. sleep. He works 16 hours a day while I work...far less. He fasts like a Mickey Mantle while I fast like Larry Bowa (sorry KTC, he's the weakest hitter I could think of). If
he's not detached then I don't know who is. This is all said not to embarrass him but to recognize that the worst thing about blogs is their tendency to overvalue words as compared to actions. Steven has earned the right to post on spiritual things.
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