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Jason doesn't smile. Ever.
During high school, I was told I ought to start keeping a journal and recording my thoughts. It seemed as impossible as it was uninteresting—my life has never been exciting, so why write about it? But, despite this self-deprecating attitude, I did manage to record a few odds and ends throughout my formative teenage years.
In particular, I wrote of two different occasions that my family visited the Christian Conference Center at Cannon Beach, Oregon. Unlike the rest of my family members, I spent most of my days grappling with angst, disillusionment, and insecurity. What follows is an entry in my little black book that I’ve never forgotten to this day:
