On The Android's Conundrum

This morning, like every other Sunday morning, I wake up earlier than I do in the week. After a shower and a shave I skip breakfast and head out to my car.

In summer the sun is up. All through the year Sunday drivers are up.

There are two temples along the road. When it opened, morning mass at the one further up the hill was responsible for the traffic.

I turn off to prepare for mass at the closest. One is a church of God, the other, a church of Commerce.

Spiritual guilt wanes and the traffic thins.