well that was interesting… i awoke fairly early this morning and had an urge to get out and do something… at first, i thought of renting a bicycle and riding around stanley park… but then i figured it may be better to save that for day with a little less overcast…
and then moments later, it dawned on me.. it’s sunday… and what do some people do on sunday.. “mmm… church… i’ll goto church!” so i messaged my sister and we laughed at the thought of it together for a while… and i did some googling to find a church around here, then i shaved, showered, put my ‘sunday clothes’ on, and headed down to Holy Rosary Cathedral for mass…
this was something i had not done since grade school, when i purposely broke-free from organized religion (and decided not to receive the sacrament of confirmation – something then, and probably still, unheard of for a student in a catholic school)
anyways, my spontaneity, the ceremony, the nearly forgotten procedures, and especially the protests outside on the sidewalk, all helped to create an interesting event to partake in…