The pastor told me to try praying. So I did it.

“Please listen to my wish. Please tell me my wish will come true. Please tell me how to do it.”

“Just do it yourself.”

“Why? Why don’t you tell me?”

“You won’t do it anyway.”

“You are right. I’m too tired. I smoke too much. I don’t even have a passion in anything.”

“…”

“Why don’t you say anything? Please tell me. What should I do?”

Then I fall asleep.

I’m tired of going to church.