I find myself entering a church sanctuary, carrying an acoustic guitar in a case. I think this is part of my plan with Dena to go back and visit the church we attended as youth. It seems like the wrong church. It is the one we were planning to attend, but it's different inside.

First I decide not to take my guitar in there, since I don't know the songs and don't want to be pressed into playing. So I start to take it back to my car, but then I decide that I shouldn't be there at all, so I just get in my car and leave.