Looking for me?

You could try looking for me in the music or typing away at my keyboard. Perhaps you’d find me wrestling a photon and two of its buddies in first block or maybe you’d catch me with my hand in the cookie jar. Sometimes you’d see me staring up at the night sky asking the I Am “why!?”. If you looked hard enough you could find me in the words of my poems or trapped under a philosophical landslide (Surely you know the feeling when you move that one rock and a million questions tumble out on top of you). However, It’d be best to assume you’d most likely find me simply talking with friends or lost in thought in my room.