Too Many Branches from My Tree

Books, church, fitness, friends. All good things. All worth mentioning. I started reading East of Eden . The story line just picked up with a love triangle... I think. I can't remember why a friend recommended this 900 page novel, possibly within the context of Sarte's play No Exit , but I can't be certain. -- Mentorship exists because success exists. Every excellent program from my past offered mentorship, and in so doing, offered success. I am not one of those lucky, happy few who walk through doors into piles of success. I chase after it, and am left feeling abandoned and listless without it. -- Church can be infuriating. As I sit, listening, tracking the contradictions, possibly playing out the confrontation discussion that will never happen because pastors are people too, I grow desperate. Desperate to leave, to argue, desperate to belong, desperate for reconciliation. Never make critical life choices from a position of desperation. It flatter...