Blue like Jazz

I'm reading "Blue like Jazz" by Donald Miller. It's one of those books that seems to come up quite a lot in conversation but i didn't really know what it was about. So now i do. Well... kind of. Seems a bit like my diary to be honest. Thoughts spilled out. Someone said the most comforting words to hear are "me too". That's how this book is. A kind of affirmation that maybe it's OK to think some of the thoughts i have, especially about God. That maybe i'm not going crazy (!). Or at least that i'm not the only one. Which isn't necessarily the same thing but it'll do for now. :-) And yeh i guess just someone putting words to a feeling that you've had for a while but haven't been able to define.