Looking back, I wince at the careless way I tossed out my opinions.
I did not want to reject religion as nonsense because life seemed to have no ultimate purpose without it, and most of the good people I knew were Christians.
I loved history, particularly of the British, American and Old Testament kind.
I now attend non-orthodox synagogues, and study little during the secular week.
I've often thought that my lack of intimacy with those around me is the fault of those around me.
I've had horror movies thrown at me and I just don't want to do any because violence isn't really good for society.