I went down to the church but the doors were locked, and I couldn’t get in. So I walked across the parking lot and got in my vehicle and drove back up to the house and prayed the Rosary in the room where I’ve been sleeping, which I’ve already done on a couple occasions anyway, because sometimes I do pray the Rosary at home, rather than go explicitly to a church, it depends on what the day brings, in terms of my schedule and where I happen to be when the moment arrives, by which I mean when I feel that I’m ready to kneel down and pray for a duration of twenty or thirty minutes.