Here’s my letter to God.
Dear God
I’m feeling really down right now. Trump won’t go away (we have plans for him). Oh. It’s you. (Yes, it’s me. Or, one of the departmental heads acting on my behalf.) Are you kidding? (No. Do you want to talk to her supervisor?) No, I don’t think so. If she is talking then why does it sound like you are talking? (Because I am everywhere.) I am getting a headache. (You should take a pill.)
Okay, this really hurts. I think you gave it to me. It wasn’t here a minute ago before I started this letter to you. (Light hurts your eyes?) Yes. (Turn on the light beside you. Is that better?) Yes, I think so. (You shouldn’t scowl so much.)
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