Nonfiction

If I could go back in time and change one thing I have many things that come rushing to my mind but one sticks out in particular. I was in second grade and for many years I would ride my horse in shows.

Two days of practice and one minute left of the concert
The fancy auditorium lights beat on my face
My lips ache from playing so much 
My fingers still move quickly to the right keys 

It’s race day. It’s 4:30 AM when my alarm goes off. I quickly get ready and get in

If I was able to do one do over it would be climbing to the crown of the Statue of Liberty. I would like to do that because I made a bad choice when I  wanted to climb back down halfway up.

fi I was a uhcakip 
i dluow eb os yppah 

              

Once upon a time, something very important happened. Are you wondering what happened thats so important. Well if you must know then here you go. The important thing is that my Mom and Dad got married.

A do-over

I noticed today
how to lock
the doors in my math class
in case someone
decides
to bring a gun 
to
school.




 

There was never a time where I would figure out the song before you. By the time I had figured out the genre you had the entire bass chord progression analysed. A constant competition, one that drove everyone else insane.

 My cat has a spirit inside of him, and that spirit is wild. I can imagine my cat crouching in the African grass with the rest of his pride. He’s looking out at a zebra. Like a lion, his long mane flowing in the wind.

When I meditated, I thought about when I met my nephew for the first time. It was when I was 10 years old.  When he was born I had an appointment with a doctor so I got to go see him when I was done. He was very tiny.

When I closed my eyes I couldn’t see anything, Shocking I know. But it was weird, usually when I close my eyes I can think up an image or movie in my head. But when we did a meditation In class I couldn’t think of anything.