About Me

I remember in school one of the first assignments in English class was to do an “I am” poem and now whenever I fill out something about me I my mind flashes back to writing that poem.

I am thinking and conversating.
I wonder why.
I hear the train whistle at Platform 9 3/4.
I see a soaring dragon, regal.
I want to surf, but first I must learn how.
I am thinking and conversating.

I pretend that I can firebend.
I feel the music alive.
I touch the stars, shining bright.
I worry about my family staying safe and doing well.
I cry when friendships fade and relationships end.
I am thinking and conversating.

I understand that small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
I say “what’s good?”
I dream about doing something I love and getting paid for it.
I try to play the saxophone.
I hope to have my own family one day.
I am thinking and conversating.

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