... I could tell which girls were beautiful
... I could ignore guys on the street, at the pool, at the gym
... my mind would naturally dwell on something benign like gardening or family history
... I were in love
... I knew what would happen tomorrow, in a year, in 20 years
... there were an army of righteous Saints who could fight this battle together
... I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up
... Church events would serve healthy food
... I could help everyone who is struggling in life
... I were better at finding people who need help
... I knew what God wanted me to do
"God has a lot of things for me to do while I'm single. I just hope He runs out."
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