i am not religious
I am not religious but I met God
I met God standing on a table in a smoking area
I met God in a red club safety room
I met God walking up the hill early in the morning trying to catch the sunrise
I met God seeing my favorite band ever with a good friend
I met God when I was walked to the train station in the middle of the night so I would be safe
I met God sitting at my friend’s porch in the morning when he was studying
I met God when a friend made me the best steak of my life
I met God listening to Phoebe Bridgers squeezed up in a twin bed in Amsterdam
I met God when I found bougatsa outside of Greece
I met God when I screwed up multiple times
I met God in a dorm party in January listening to Efi Thodi
I met God organizing my best friend’s closet when she was at the club
I met God while discussing dostoyevsky in a book club
I met God learning to drive with my instructor
I met God sharing cigarettes with someone very interesting in the middle of the night while freezing to death
I met God when they remembered my vaseline rule
I met God in a 420 rave in an abandoned airport
I met God sharing pastries I didn’t buy in the morning
I met God in a musty karaoke basement passing notes to the dj and giggling with my friend, preparing to sing a song in a foreign language none of us knew
I met God by an abandoned castle house sharing a blunt
I met God in a hostel room showing someone my favorite movies ever
I met God picking up my friends with my car for the first time ever
I met God yapping in a hostel bathroom for 30 minutes
I met God when Satan was a babyboomer started playing
I met God in a lake where our only views are the stars and a huge mercedes logo
I met God on a loud tram ride with 40 drunk travelers while only paying attention to one
I met God reading orange poetry by the lake
I met God getting fed spinach pie and receiving very warm hugs from my friend’s parents
I met God in a 2liter bottle of 5€ rose wine
I met God in every place and person I ever called home and i met god when home stopped being home