Dear God,
With a book in hand, I feel so happy and content that I forget the fact I am jobless and need to write a cover letter to apply for some position. I don’t know how to generate significant revenue and acquire new business; and I don’t care if I can speak fluent English or have some working knowledge of computer. I had been doing odd jobs, such as clerk, janitor, research assistant, for these years; all resulted in trivial accomplishment. The profit goes to books, which are piling up on the shelf. It becomes clear to me that all I want to be is a reader. In my imagination heaven looks like a library. Maybe I will apply for the librarian in the future. Your son, Jesus, once said to his disciples,“ Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; nor about the body, what you will put on. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing.” So I will leave the worry to You. I am still alive, and want to go back reading. Please leave me alone.
Sincerely,
homer
