It's amazing how easy it is to find stuff when there's a lot LESS stuff to go through!
I found an old journal I kept filled with poems I used to write. Most of them are pretty cheesy. Okay, ALL of them are pretty cheesy. But it's still something fun to read.
I wrote this one in college. The date on it is 9/21/89 so I would have just turned 19.
Sitting alone in solitude
I ponder the events of the day;
As it slowly comes to an end
I realize all that I've lost.
Seeing the clouds forming overhead
I am reminded of how bad things have been;
Waiting for the cloud to burst
And for all the pain and suffering to be set free.
DAMN! Talk about depressing! Not sure what was going on at the time, but I OBVIOUSLY was upset about something!