A Mind Near Paranoia. |
Herro, my name is Mattie. I spend most of my time looking for rocks and marching in step. Say hello, I'm rather interesting if you just ask. Music is my passion. Marching Band at school. Mellophone is the absolute best and French Horn, of course, follows suit. I have been Drum Major for the past year and will be it again for my Senior year. But as for musicians, I'm obsessed with Jack's Mannequin and Maia Hirasawa. Sarah Kay, Anis Mojgani, and Robert Becker are my inspirations. Really, all I would like is to be that rock you can hold onto at the end of the day, something solid... make people happy. I'm trying. Really. I am. |
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Just Today
Today was a long, long day. People like to think they know me. Understand what goes through my messed up mind. They don’t. Oh well.
I wonder if people wonder what I’m thinking. I always wonder what people are thinking. Faces people make perplex me as well. Odd, confused, happy, angry, faces. Not always self explanatory. Terrifying is what people look like when their sad. It makes me scared and worried and want to help. But I don’t know what to do…People worry me. Just today I watched someone almost walk into the river near my home. I was confused as to why they weren’t paying attention. What was going through their mind that was so important.
Slides make me smile. Something so simple and peculiar. Yet so amazing, When I was younger my mother used to take wax paper and rub our long, blue, plastic slide with it. Boy did that make us fly. Friction was nothing to us. We just went. Slid, slide, flew, fly.
It’s cold out. I rode my bike to the library earlier. And I felt the cold air whisper past my knuckles They were frozen. I love feeling the crisp air unfold as I slice through it like a knife through cheese. A simple flying bird. My bike makes me happy. Simple. Cheap. Freedom.
