I’m still carrying my rock.

I’m surprised at how many people just ignore it, or when i say “i’m carrying it around for lent”, just accept that and move on.  But i have had a few proper conversations. The best one was today, when someone suggested that i thought i was Without Sin, so i could throw stones at people.  i said i don’t think i’m sinless yet, but i’ve got the rock with me for when the day comes…

Last night at a pub a friend asked me some quite serious questions, but the band was loud and the crowd was louder so we didn’t get too far.  She asked if the rock had spoken to me yet, which i took to be metaphorical…