I feel very happy. Maybe because i'm finally back to the way I used to be before Hurricane Katrina. I was a happier kid before. I was always smiling. Always drawing. And I had a shit load of friends.
But...
When Katrina hit, I lost all my friends, all my art, and all my smiles. They had all been washed away by the force of this massive storm. I stopped smiling and wore a frown almost all the time. I hated all these new people I had to go to school with. And my art had become a thing of the past. But that's not all I had lost. I had lost myself along with everything else. I had become someone else. I wasn't me. I was a stranger. maybe this stranger's name was indeed, Katrina? I can't really explain it...

-5 years later-

I have my friends back and then some.
I have drawn alot more.
And every single smile I hadn't worn had returned to my little face.

I guess I should thank God for making me leave instead of staying...I'm not that much of a religous nut but, thanks.

Wow I'm such a sap...but it feels good to get this off my chest finally.