Just wrote in a notebook for an hour...

and now my hand hurts, but I now realize how much I love my dad for making me the person I am today even if he has flaws that aren't so amazing. He's still the man who made me like the music I like today and made me the big reader that I am today and who gave me the great sense of humor I have.

I chose to write about him as an influence to me, and I really like all the things I could talk about that he helped get me into.

Thank you dad :)