Autumn101, 42

Learning slowly and painfully that Atheism is a dirty word. It was questioned in high school, cool in college, but apparently, now that I've grown up, I should "know better" or something. In my quest and thirst for knowledge, I have come across all types. I have my good days and my bad days. Days where I am sweet and kind and happy go lucky and days where I cry over spilled milk. What I have learned thus far, is that those who truly seek truth tend to be more loving than those who claim to know it. I am still seeking answers, asking questions and rocking the boat. I am and forever will be a skeptic.