No no, I'm not turning over a new leaf,
or moving to another country,
or even moving to another apartment complex,
But Life has made some changes.
6 weeks ago to the day,
My Dad died.
Myyy Dad, is dead.
and everyday I miss him,
and everyday I just want to talk to him,
To see him,
to hear him sing if I were a rich man,
and shake his upper body and stomp around in the kitchen,
Like they do in the movie "Fiddler On The Roof"
Alas, all the wishing and hoping, and pinching myself to wake up,
has done no good.
6 weeks later and the only thing that has changed,
is how sad I've gotten.
Yesterday in my history class,
we were watchin