i went to a church for the third time in my entire life. the ceilings were so high they made something inside of me shift.

This is such a weird message for me to receive because this is exactly what churches do to me.

I mean, I’ve been in them more often because I was a preacher’s kid, but I had a pretty intense break with religion somewhere between 5 and 10 years ago and I spent years where I couldn’t go into churches because they made me feel uncomfortable.

But then I had to go into some churches as part of my study abroad in ireland [it was part of our history lesson] and they took my breath away.

I still don’t know if I believe in god, but I have a huge amount of reverence for thousands of people all believing at once.
I have such a weakness for those high vaulted ceilings.