I have a bit of a confession to make today, Harrison.

Okay.

I am not the most La Dato C of Catholics.

Right.

And what I mean by that is not...

La Dauto no... La Dato no.

La Dato no, right? You know? And it's not that like I disagree with anything in the document.

No, not all, but just this is with regards to my own personal moral failing.

Like I buy stuff, I throw it away. I don't care. Right. You know, I waste things all the time. Recycling, I don't, like, I know that recycling is a relatively

easy and responsible thing to do, but I just, I'm bad, okay?

But there is one thing that bothers me.

I was grabbing some water from my rectory to make sure that hopefully Nick doesn't have

as many sounds to, you know, cut out.

Nick leave those and that's important for the content.

And I realized there's just the tiniest, tiniest chip on this glass.

And here's what I'm struggling with, because most of the glass is fine.

Most of the glass is perfectly fine.

I'm still drinking water out of it because I'm aware of where that chip is.

But I know that if I don't, if I don't take this glass out to pasture, you know, if I don't take it out into the cornfield and kill it, that one day it will hurt me.

Right.

One day it will cut my lip and just ruin my day. Right. But something about

throwing away a glass like just really bothers me. It feels more than anything else like such a waste

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