Breakin' Rules

During freshman year I began to write what would later become the first book in a trilogy. Now when I committed those first words to paper, I had no idea that it would blossom into this thing encompassing years of my life and endless ideas to fill over nine hundred pages. However, the point is not the book; the point is that during those years and multiple pages, I became tuned in to grammatical structure. In short, nine hundred plus pages makes you a grammar Nazi. Now I carry a pen with me everywhere to put commas in where they are missing and harp on the usage of semicolons.
Grammar became hardwired into my brain.
So for my "breaking rules" assignment, I decided to break something that is close to sacred to me. I wrote an entry that purposely breaks some of the fundamentals of grammar: punctuation, capitalization, verb-tense agreement, and proper uses of homophones such as there and their. 

(Because of spell check and the like, I had to put it on paper. Sadly the end result just looks like the average post on Facebook.)
This experiment nearly killed me, and I failed it the first (and second and third) time. I capitalized letters at the beginning of sentences and added periods and commas. Grammar is so second nature to me that breaking it was not only painful, but a real struggle. Now obviously a repercussion of this is that one has a wicked hard time trying to read it; there's no structure to it to give the reader any flow. However, it was a good exercise in that, because I kept messing up, I know that my grammar skills are still sharp and honed.