ATTENTION :- Normie's not allowed to trespass beyond this point. We all know god, the inhuman supernatural force which is the cause of creation and destruction of our lives. He has all the control over our lives , but not his'. What if he was as awkward as the rest of us when he was a teen. What if heaven isn't all fun and games, but a race of bitches and fame. Join god as he goes through existential crises and nervous breakdowns and fixes his mood by one stress busting repetitive process which begins with "M" and ends with "N". {hint :-Meditation (not!) Will god conquer his insecurities and man up ? Preferably. Will we have fun reading his exploits? Quite possibly. Hotel ? Trivago. - DankWorks