There's a big lizard in my backyard

So, here I am. Waking up at 5:30 AM on a Sunday morning.

I used to go to church. I used to have an unshakable faith in God. That's starting to develop some cracks I think. Crumble around the edges. Showing signs of stress fractures. I'd really like to find a Buddhist temple somewhere to visit on a regular basis, get the feel for it. But the suburbs aren't exactly teeming with spiritual seekers I guess.

The closest is a journey to Decatur. Where I do know people, so it would be a dual-pronged mission, but alas, kids and wife keep me from such pursuits these days.