Dear Jesus, Einstein Stole My Thunder and I Need a Refill on Positivity.

Dear Jesus,

I woke up today, and let’s just say, the birds singing outside weren’t exactly in tune with my mood. So, I did what any sane person would do: unloaded all my feelings like it was a Black Friday sale at the Emotion Outlet Store.

This week, I’m planning a grand sort-out fest. It’s like a reset button, right? It got me thinking, how many times did good ol’ Albert Einstein sit around moping before he thought, “Fack it, let’s just nab that theory real quick!” Maybe genius is just persistence with a side of kleptomania.

I’ve been feeling down and out, Jesus. Decided to ditch the bad smoke clouding my head, the kind that makes me as wishy-washy as a politician’s promises. I’m waving goodbye to that fog and embracing clarity like it’s the last piece of chocolate in the box.

I’m actually pumped about the future. Yeah, you heard me right. I’m like a gladiator in the arena of life, minus the sword and the sandals. Web3 is my colosseum, but it’s a bit lonely out here. I’m on a mission to gather a crowd, create a social jamboree in this digital wilderness. But, you know what? I’ve realized I’m missing something.

So here’s my humble request, Jesus: Can you send some of that top-shelf, positive energy my way? I’m talking about the good stuff, none of that generic brand positivity. I’m yearning for genuine people, a family that actually enjoys my company, not just my ability to make it rain financially.

I’m a social butterfly, fluttering around, looking for… well, I’m not quite sure. Maybe just a place where I fit in, like a puzzle piece that’s been roaming around the box a bit too long.

But through it all, I love you, Jesus. I’m grateful for every twist, turn, and tango life throws my way. You’re the best cosmic dance partner a person could ask for.

So here’s to finding genuine connections, and maybe beating Einstein at his own game (just kidding, or am I?).

With all my heart,

Jamie🦋💙