Birthday

I just recently had my birthday, I'm now legal. Everyone buy me a drink!

Anyways I hate it when I get in the mood and want to write a poem but then nothing comes out. The more I try, the more the words just don't fit. Like a puzzle, the words have to fit right if it is to work. Well just send me your love, because this 21 year old needs some.

A Good Start

Wired News: From Nowhere to Out There

Its good to see that we still have people working to get humanity into space, even if its commercial based.  Though I've always had the feeling it would be.  I sure miss New Mexico, the desert climate, the open skies, and the lack of allergies.  My body just seems to work better in the desert of the southwest.  It must be in my blood, since I've been told I do have Indian blood somewhere.

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