Interesting

     Due to the unruly events that have recently occurred, for example: a sleepless night and a day packed with unlimited typing, I am extremely... well... unpredictable.  My stories have suddenly had a sharp jerk in their plots and their character's expiration's sudden and brutal.  However, my outer life that isn't completely a figment of my young senses are magnificent.  Of course, though, they always are.  I'm enjoying my race of life.  And I seem to be taking lead and showing them who's boss.  I AM!  I control my own life.  And so do you.  People can kill a family member, and you can choose to let it take over your life or you can see the bright side of the situation and step up your game.  You've got to focus on the bigger picture.  See, people have been turds to me, but I look back on them saying mean things and laugh.  Because of where I am now.  They could tell me I'm never going to write a story, but HA!  Look at me!  At least I'm writing more than worthless checks.  Money.  Who cares?  Money's just killing trees and helpful, beautiful plants, copper and other metals just to make a worthless slip of paper or round... bottlecap!  We'd be much better off and everyone would have such a better economy if we didn't care about money and were kind to others and spared out recourses.  Okay this spelling check is making me mad.  See you later!

Thanks for reading!