8/19-8/21 mind babbles

Welcome all to my first 30 day challenge writing post!  I am really enjoying this challenge so far but it is surprisingly emotional and exhausting.  Acknowledging my inner musings enough to write them down expends more energy than I was expecting.  Writers have a tough job!  Being locked in your head like that all the time takes dedication and skill.  I hope I get use to it as time goes on.  

Anyway, without further ado, here are the first three days worth of my writing:

The Right to Write

Writing is something that I never thought I was good at.  I had this dick of an English teacher my Junior year of high school who gave me a complex.  He refused to give me an A on any paper I wrote no matter how hard I worked on it.  His response was always the same, "You can do better than this!"  At the time I thought I was trying my hardest and that he was being an asshole.  He wouldn't sign me up for his AP class the following year because he felt I wasn't ready and that I wouldn't do well enough.  

A Father's Day Letter

Dear Dad,

I forgive you.  I've waited entirely too long to tell you that.

Mother's Day

This one is for you, Mom.

Eat your heart out, Hallmark!

Time

Time is touted as being cure for what ails you.  Whether it be grief, heartbreak  or stress, time is suppose to heal you.  

What an utter load of BULLSHIT.  

Labor(-less) Day

Fuck responsibility.  Fuck obligation.  Today is for me.

I ran

4 miles.  It was 86 degrees with the humidity upwards of 90% and still I ran.