In my family room there is a picture, a small photo. I took it. In this picture there are two little flags, one in the dark, one attempting to blot out the sun light. On the latter flag there are some worn stars, some faded stripes, but the flag isn't as important as the ground that lays under it, full of holes and surrounded by fences. It is hollow ground. I was there, I felt ground zero. Too bad I am not in a creative mood right now. Could write about how I live my life, how I am to die. Too bad I am not in a creative mood right now. I could write about the ends of the earth, and why mothers cry. Too bad I am not in a creative mood right now. I could show the world battle scars, and just how I lost my will. Too bad I am not in a creative mood right now. I could paint a better place, But I am not in a creative mood today, maybe I found it too hard. ------ May 23 Lots of homework,in history, gym,and...and....hmmm...and somelanguage arts? Well talk to you later. Have a nice rest of the week.