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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?

Once I stood on a promontory point The cascading wall of rain had me Like a hour glass pinned to the sand of time Surrounded by water, chopping at the air While beating unstoppable rhythms of fear Is retreat an option or must I remain fixed? As pelt after pelt wets my face. Isolated with only my thoughts for comfort Tasting hope in the fresh air, But still letting the wind tangle my hair, And finally to look for The sun moving through the clouds As an unquenchable fire To warm my very soul. No, I am not trying to be all philosophical. I was just upset and wrote this to comfort myself. (It worked because I do feel a little bit better).

Let me just say, I don't mind swinging at all, but if you try to take me to the park on 500 West and 500 North. There are NO swings. More than one guy has taken me to swing there. The first time it was cute to seem the guy look around for the swings, and say well I thought that there would be swings here. (Keep in mind that we walked there). So of course being the kind person that I am . I said that there are swings at Kiwanis. Now, a lot of you are probably thinking. "Wait a second! That is a super long walk." Here is my response to that from one of my favorite authors--Jane Austen… “Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn...”  (Persuasion). Though it was a long walk it was still fun. *** However, then we get to the second date. Trying not to be blunt, I ...

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.