Just now I was reading "Passion and Purity" and remembering when I first read it, at the Cove. I was startled again by Jim's senior year rumspringa, and by his mother's take on his indecisiveness. So easy to be cynical. And hypocritical. And despairing. I feel so much sin in myself, seeking opportunity. So much absurd and perverted sin. I even have to be willing to let things that were "OK" once be "not OK" now. If they distract.
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