Be prepared to put a smile on your face when you least feel like it, Cast to one side your problems of the day, Party until tomorrow as you never know what is heading your way, Be happy.

This is a slightly fictional story. Something along these lines happened not to the extreme extent of the narrator. This story to me is suppose to be a sort of abstract way of explaining the pains of alcohol. I am writing these stories to improve my writing skills, so please comment on what you think. Too much of something too little of something. Something you didn’t understand? Enjoy.

A haiku.

Some moods just hit your wrong others are right on tim.

This just poured out few month ago.

Sentencing with compassion while it lasted.

Poem.

I wrote this a long time ago for a contest on another poetry website I belong to.

Poem describing the perils of demon rum.

A short story that I really enjoyed writing.