Why I Am Here...

I am here, writing, because...If i didn't write, my thoughts would start pitching up tents in my brain and they'd crowd every inch. The petty, mean thoughts would be the neighbors everyone hates that are too loud and don't bathe enough and my sweet thoughts I have, like when I see a puppy or something would end up taking in my lazy procrastinating ones to live in their little tents and they'd be big lazy moochers. Pretty soon there'd be like riots over the brain food my health nut sister and best-friend shove on me and there'd be chaos and the ensuing war would make my head explode. That's what you need to know about me. I'll usually write if I'm feeling a very big emotion or something really big is happening, so objects (my life) will be smaller (less dramatic and interesting) than they appear, but that doesn't mean I'm not, like, always thinking and writing or that the emotions are any less potent.