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I'm so relieved to be home tonight. For the past few days i've been babysitting my sister's children while her husband went out of town and she worked. I Think the thing that got my the worst though was their puppy. Every hour on the hour he would bark 2 inches in front of my face until I woke up and then he'd go right back to sleep. So needless to say I haven't gotten more than 2 or 3 hours of sleep a night. I came home completely exhausted and realized that I had only eaten once the whole time I was there. Dealing with 3 kids who are 2, 4, and 7 is definitely a hand full.

I want to start writing more poetry again since I've been too busy to write here lately, but I have no idea what I want to write about. My family messes with me because almost all of my poems come out sad or any emotion that isn't happy. Every time I try to write about something happy it almost always turns out cheezy. Even though i'm a happy guy and have plenty of things to be happy about, I still find it easier to describe sadness and terrible situations. I got so used to seeing how other people became so twisted and evil when I was helping others deal with their situations that the sight of them is forever burned into my mind.

Seeing and living through the darkness that enveloped all of those around me made it even easier to draw on those raw emotions to write. Happiness can be described as light, love, caring, but it can easily be masked by others. Darkness, evil, and sadness I feel are much heavier emotions and invoke more power than the others. You can be as happy as one person can be, but a single word or action can make it all crumble and leave someone cracked and broken. Vacant inside until they either feel nothing at all or become the darkness itself. Well enough of my rambling. I hope everyone is doing well out there