Disneyland journal

Once again I’m feeling lazy and tired therefore I will procrastinate on writing anything of note. I do have what could potentially be a good idea for a book, But it could use some fine tuning. I might need to change the main idea, but the ideas that feed into It are what could make it truly great.  I think I’m going to start making these things more journalish opposed to just a soap box with little to no direction. But I’m prone to going on rants.
So last week my family and I went on a trip to disneyland.

It's hard to capture the magic of disneyland in words.
It’s the sight of excited kids
The feel of sore feet that can't yet find rest.
It’s The taste of overpriced food.
The sound of people screaming and crying children.
The smell of the overpriced food!

    Happiest place on earth at night.         
We saw the sights and rode rides.
With tommorow so far out of sight.
We watched the fireworks
Ignoring tomorrow's flight.
My childhood ended with that night.
It’s not somewhere you just visit.
Not the thrill rides you look forward to.
Nor the fireworks, the men in costumes.
But just to be a child again for one night.
My childhood ended with that night.

I am very pleased with that. I dont consider myself a poet(Though would I love to.)
So anything that I write that has any poetic value makes me rest easy at night. I suppose practicing poetry just like writing makes one better, I just can't force it. Everyone once In awhile I just feel as if one is suppose to come out of me. And that is what happened up there. But I do think that one needs to be heavily edited. I really like the one I wrote about Sara but There is the one line I just can't get. And don't get me started on that fucking nature haiku. That thing will be the end of me. I just edited the shit out of all that. I peaked for the night god damnit. But I’ll keep writing anyways. Maybe lightning will strike twice...God I can't believe I just said that.

I have come to realize that I very often offended people(mainly women) without realizing. I think that it's because I worry that I’m boring people.

I'm going to quit writing early tonight because I plan to spend my night organizing my blog and playing final fantasy x(I plan to take notes while doing this so I can review it better.)