Thanks, Ma Earth

Another rare late spring day persisted for the span of daylight hours. Walks, a bit of yardwork, and general soaking it up transpired. Our evening culminated in viewing a play, which, since it was a one man performance revolving around his crisis of faith, I wasn't too sure I'd appreciate. The actor did a fine job with a peculiar kind of script. There's something bizarrely interesting about the human race's dogged clinging to religion, even I see that, but overall, the energy spent seems a huge waste.