I went to the dentist today. Of course, I didn't find it amusing that I had a cavity, or that I would have part of my tooth sawed off, and I know it is important to take things seriously. However, I have to admit. It was funny to see half of my face sag for the next three hours. Even funnier when I tried to eat lunch. Despite the humor, I don't want to go back any time soon.
What kind of friends do you have? Are they the ones who strengthen your resolve, or the ones who hold you back? In my class we read the narrow road of the interior, which is interlaced with many haiku poems. I thought I would finish off the experience with my own poem. Touching the bright moon We have few limits, but friends Anchoring us down. Are your friends good or bad in this poem?
I wrote something else for today, but it just seemed so spiteful that I could not post it.
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