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Each time I post something, I read over the actual post to make sure it looks right, reads well, etc. Tonight, each time I have read what I posted, I have felt the need to make another post. Sorry about that.

I've never been much into poetry. By that, I mean that I hate poetry. Every time we came across it in my AP English classes in high school, I wanted to find some reason why I should not be there. But I never could come up with anything worth presenting to the teacher. So, I suffered through it. I never could understand anything. I had absolutely no clue what I was reading. Everyone else seemed to get it though.

But now that I'm in college and playing the guitar more, I've begun to write music. Music is its own kind of poetry, I suppose. The more music I write, the more I realize I'm writing poetry. How ironic. Johnny O. is quite the poet himself. He let me read one of his poems a while ago, and it was phenomenal. I was shocked at how easy it was for me to read. I think it's more of me becoming used to poetry than anything else.

But Johnny, just remember: you're the man. No one can compete with the man. If I entered a poetry competition with you, my poem would spontaneously combust just because it was sitting in the same room as yours. All the other poems would crumple up and take a stroll into the fire place. It's because you're the man, Johnny O. You're the man.

But seriously. I used to tune out the words to songs and only hear the music. But now-a-days, I at least notice some phrases here and there. (I still don't hear much, but it's progress) It's quite the situation. Very fascinating.

I'm not getting very sleepy, though I am very tired. My whole neck is sore and achy, I can only breathe through one nostril, and I just want to be asleep. [stupid mind...]