That cannot anger me.

Granted, it's been a long time. A lot has happened in that time too. I've written a lot, just not here. I've written speeches, cover letters, poems and letters. I've gone to Indiana, Wisconsin, Nevada, and The mall. I've driven my mom's car, my dad's car, grandpas' car, Grandma's and my own. I've driven through heat, rain, cold, wind, tornadoes, and buckets of water. I've been laid off and kicked down, forgotten and ignored, I've moved, and laughed, re-arranged and smiled. I've sang, and even played my guitar. It's been fun. More than that has happened; but I don't think it's necessary to go on about it. That's enough of this one.