Nobody answered, but it was. The kid nailed it. I heard another guy talking about this. His wife bought him this great new car stereo system, but the cassette player ran just a little too fast. His perfect pitch rendered his imperfect car stereo almost useless.
Some stuff just ought to be different than it is.
And that got me thinking about Anne LaMott. But I pretended to think it was foolish, because that pleased my father. None of the adults in our circle believed. She talks about her own nagging sense of God's existence, and her repression of that sense for fear of her parents' disapproval. For various reasons, her life became a pretty big mess.